All good niggers, all the niggers who change the world, die in violence. They don't die in regular ways.
How many pistols smoking coming from a broken family?
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pussy.
All the Hennessy and weed can't hide, the pain i feel inside, its like I'm living just to die.
Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us.
Sometimes I sit and look at life from a different angle.