Lyrics:
In Her Own Words We Fight

we'd make it out. Well I know we are were careless. Yeah I know we were young. So we packed up all our shit. And we were gone. We'll cross over fifty

the f-cking business is minding your own uhh, and everytime I try and break it off we just yell until we tired then I break you off it's useless all this fighting

or you yaa??ll ain't so important that my words are meant for you when did everybody become so sensual caught up in the he say, she say blog sites, him and her

your brain Get some street etiquette, don't abuse the game You know us real ones, you know we never bite When these hoes start shit you know we never fight

fight for power, a nuclear shower And people shout out in the darkest hour Of sights unseen and voices unheard And finally the bomb gets the last word

ain't ready to put her safety aside I try to tell her that I got her back And no matter where we at, in our lives I'll treat her like she my girl I

, I met her out in Chi-Town While I was out in Greek town ordering Gyros The bad bitch keep a tool in her Bible Quick to murder her rivals and her pops

of street fights Heads be bobbing As smoke is floating from window cracks A nightmare Cadillac with white reflected off our gats Demons without reason Or the mercy we

Rich boy kill his own wife knocks her teeth out cuts her fingers off than escape with a suicide the king of pop died, Michael Vick was fighting dogs