
Why I always got fity hunnit problemz?
Like, “Who did it and ran?”
I ain’t got no time for this
No room, No hope, No hand
My fears are stacked a mile high
My mind is out the door
Viva la Rebellion
Why I always got fity hunnit problemz?
Like, “Who did it and ran?”
I ain’t got no time for this
No room, No hope, No hand
My fears are stacked a mile high
My mind is out the door
I want to live
Not just exist
Trying to survive one day to the next I want to love
Impervious love
Not the kind of love that can’t stand it all