We will be the forgotten ones, they will shake their heads and pity us We who sacrificed our sons and daughters with the sweet taste Of victory on our
get money all day p-ssy shoes on my bullets now they running your way YM young mula young money all day where the drugs so sweet like honey on yay which
your heart When you read my love letter? When you read my love letter Weekends and birthdays, celebrations, holidays Love making history, a toast to our victory Sweet
say If you only knew what lies awaiting If you could only see what I can see If you could only hear the music playing The angels singing sweet victory
get money all day Put some shoes on my bullets now they runnin your way YM Young Mula, Young Money all day Where the drugs so sweet, like honey on yay
We?ll take the weary, weak, the street bartenders Show ?em the best times are on the street Satisfaction through the thrill of defeat, ain?t it sweet
I will never feel the ribbon break I will never taste sweet victory I don't want to leave the rest behind I don't want inscription on a plaque Never
apple Temptress sets in I win you're tackled Shackles on my feet won't let me move Not soft but supple Come with all you got My wings won't ruffle Victory is sweet
the pain black girl Yeah I do it for the people, I do it for the love I do it for the poet, I do it for the thug This is for victory, and this is for
oxin Rumble in the Bronx Slugs out start buggin out Thugs out, tuck the heats in you fuckin seats Honeys suckin me, sweets Do a 90 in the jeep Red glorious, might stand victorious
by the door so praise the lord Born a King, to rule this thing Treats are the beats that battles bring I can't be beat, I won't retreat Victory is sweet
There will be no consolation prize This time the bone is broken clean No baptism, no reprise and no sweet taste of victory All the stars have fallen from
There will be no consolation prize this time the bone is broken clean No baptism, no reprise and no sweet taste of victory All the stars have fallen from
balance you must find It's the same way in life Victory, victory, victory Victory, sweet, oh, victory, sweet Victory, sweet, can you feel it? Victory, sweet, so sweet, so sweet
would survive Took every muscle in my body to stay alive Hey! Ho! I'll break down the walls No more defeat I want the taste of victory Revenge is sweet
While Pharaoh's little daughter went down to the water To bathe in the cool of the day Before it was dark she opened the ark And found the sweet babe
I'll put flowers at your feet And I will sing to you so sweet And hope my words will carry home to your heart You left us marching on the road And said