okay. Fight, fight, fight, fight for what is right. Ya gotta fight, fight, fight for what is right. You don't deserve anything. Fight, fight, fight for what is right. Ya gotta fight, fight
not okay. Fight, fight, fight, fight for what is right. Ya gotta fight, fight, fight for what is right. You don't deserve anything. Fight, fight, fight for what is right. Ya gotta fight, fight
ever hit Damnnnn Yo fucking chop another kid I wanna do it til my face falls off Til my tongue's so numb that the taste fall off I do blow And boy
Too many schemes divides when dreams collide Teams provide war for the street to absorb You're stashed in the ceilin' and you slept on the floor Only a blind dove'll fall
was dying I'm finally back in the world And it's hard but I'm still trying Not to fall and risk my freedom Again trying to ball While waiting for this
hard to live right I?m carrying 7 point 62?s to fist fights aint nobody playing fair they cheat no cheat way finna be the topic for the preachers Eulogy
fight There's got to be Much more than this And if you see this Raise your fist and fight Killing myself slowly For this my life I give I'll die for
the fall of a hero I lived the fall and I tasted all Witness the fall of a hero Don't wanna live anymore With my barehands, I tried, I won, The fight
Dream the same dreams Play the same games We started out in the same place Believe it or not we got the same names Everything happens for a good cause
disposition is that of a parrot commissioned to live in a cage who hits the parents when decisions are made to not listen and they got their fist in
But if you're looking for romance Or a chance to reflect in the sun Baby, I'm gonna put up a fight And you can dance if you want Till you fall out of
for real Skinny George Foreman, all in your grill My rhyme style is blind, it's all in the feel Touch it and watch the blood fall with the steel The
Did I hear you? Did I try? Can I forgive myself for not standing by? I watched you fall I was blind to ya, was lying to ya Like everybody else who watched you fall
walls of trust This is just jail for those who must Get up in the morning & fight for such unusable standards While weeping maidens show-off penury & pout ravings for
sheets As comes the long arm of the law Fist tight, banging on the door And knocking me down on its way in As I pass out into a dream Of whooping cranes
on for peace Little boys go marching on for peace Little boys go marching on for peace Little boys go marching on for peace Little boys go marching on for
of your coffin, you found out too late The Apes of Wrath The Apes of Wrath The Apes of Wrath I am the ruler, the mutilator of dreams All life falls