fight the fear No more, I just can't live (Here) No more, I can't take it, can't take it No more, what do we stand for When we all live in fear No more
fight The fire But I can't fight The fear No more I just can't Live here No more I can't take it Cant take it No more What do we Stand for No more When
fear No more I just can't live with you No more I can't take it, can't take it No more what do we stand for When we all live in fear [solo] No more
to ten, I've been rated a twelve, right You know this and these cats hate it I got nothin' outdated if it is, it's self rated S-class with everything voice activated Chrome rim, three
the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Get your ass up for the doctor One more
leave the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Get your ass up for the Doctor One more
game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Eminem: Get your ass up for the doctor One more
atleast sayin good-bye So all my people on my left All my people on the right swing one last time Get ya ass up for the doctor One more time get ya ass
Scarecrow make headin' to make it back home in the 21st century We niggas keep letchin' the duration The Three 6 (??) I punish Your facin' the ready to place the grace
out, flew the coup Off to a place where the brothers got grace And punks don't lie straight to your face, yo Romeo had Juliet (Yeah) But give me three
give it more and give it faster our pleasures still retain their feel for honor is their master three winds fill the sails of my sisters and my brothers grace
no I in team, only in your dreams, saturated with schemes Yeah you right, God gonna deal wit' ya fallin' from his grace Rookie moves cops shift the game and 30 days
And I come from a family of ten children A tomboy, the youngest, I learned to fight before I learned to walk To fight for my place in a space without grace
on my ceiling. The flies there are sleeping quietly. Twist my right arm in the dark. I would give two or three for one of those days that never made
