time to call my own It's fucked up, how I'm locked up With you I can't go on How do I get out? Cause I hate the way you follow If they say
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time to call my own It's fucked up And I'm locked up With you I can't go wrong How do I get out? (Chorus) 'Cause I hate the way you follow And
, over and over My horror story is nearly over I said I'm sorry, but I was sober I beg for mercy from my infernal friend The one that drives the nails
foul play Want them of love all the way, and no foul play Want them of love and not the negative way RZA want no drive-by car, then we will see about
reach with crooked spires for the heavens, like bones of the hollow chest of this town, torn wide for the scavengers. Mother mercy, take my hand. Follow
heart he is love, love brothers and sisters! He is our leader! [50 Cent] Money buys dignity nigga! Poverty's a crime! Follow me! If you gon' follow somebody, follow
nebula rising above From the black of decieving lies A new star is born now he brings you to light with his hands untied They tried so hard to follow
time always passes after all And as the summer follows spring so does the winter follow fall The day that they return I stand waiting on the road I watch the car drive
quick to steal a car (And if you make the wrong turn on paramol Call the cops, some niggas like "Fuck the law") Mercy drive stop and ask for directions
voice is on the wind I steal the stars, the course I must follow No space or time, no sleep the soul It lies awake, it craves to be near you It drives
Uh, uh, uh Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ He's just nice, He just slice like a Ginsu Look at the life that I been through I'm the last real nigga alive
that will look sexy Ex-amount, good-lookin', and girlie da fluffy Everywhere she go I'm-a drive girl to my topy Lord have mercy, dem a watch it Follow
change what you've done to me Now its time to shine I'm gonna take what's mine Your gonna burn in my light They tried so hard to follow But no
someone, anyone suck the blood and leave the carcass, now we're full. lie to not disrupt the balance, it balances We're all fake We want to understand the point, let us drive
nebula rising up out from the black of deceiving lies A new star is born, now he brings you the light with his hands untied They try so hard to follow
I feel like I?m living after time I feel like I?m forced to break the silence Is that a crime? Is that a crime? I feel like we?re all following shadows
