if I don't know who to kill, no suicide, I'm already dead, yeah It's simple as that, it's simple as that It's simple as that my brother It's simple
So many people I know only a few Yes I may say that I love this man And that man But what keeps me from loving you? Date of birth, geography The color
Translation: Live. Brothers Unaware.
: So many people I know only a few Yes I may say that I love this man And that man But what keeps me from loving you? Date of birth, geography The color
,make a rule I'll defy it Critics may say I'm wise,some may call my words lies I've lived more in one day than they will in their lives But most do respect
outside Brothers'll stick you up and in it they'll take pride Cause if not, you get popped, ya be another victim of homicide It's a living hell, you
for the sport Like unaware tomorrow ain't promised, the game is too short I've witnessed niggaz get it all and give it away Gettin' back was out of the question, they lived
type part. A good album song, and a great live song! (Side note: the title "Bliss Is" is strangely close to the title of an Ocean Blue song, "Bliss Is Unaware
Look out, the sun is out while it's raining The devil's wife must be complaining Remember that? It's brother's work Elbows in and up and down the court
, making currency He got the hook up with Columbians and Mexicans He wraps 'em up and ships 'em out, and I supply the ends Excellent profit got us living
You don't know how lucky you are that your life is so characterless All the world's a cage and we are animals pounding at the glass Housebroken, declawed, unaware
when the place is pitch dark Now that you witnessed me this get this correct, rap wreck when I'm speaking it's the God projecting facts into brains of those unaware
get dough Got da game in my vein won't change little homies on the street know my name its the M-A-S to tha R-P A young nigga tryin live in these ghetto
Now speed it up, uh [Chorus 2X: Run] Run really make ya wanna drop, drop Now wanna make ya go live, live Now wanna make ya go live, live Now hold up [
In her own sweet world Populated by dolls and clowns And a prince and a big purple bear Lives my favorite girl. Unaware of the worried frowns That we
Mentally, I'm compatible with Macintosh And I can get a niggaz' bitch, in the sack with floss Hop on the microphone, actin lost Unaware, unprepared, then
rule I'll defy it Critics may say I'm wise,some may call my words lies I've lived more in one day than they will in their lives But most do respect the
