Trust Me I Never Lose. Either I

Give Me A Paper And Pen, So I Can Write About My Life Of Sin. A Couple Of Bottles Of Gin, In Case I Don't Get In.

If You Believe In God, Believe In Death Row East.

Our Unborn Never Got To Grow, Never Got To See What's, Next, In This World Full Of Countless Threats.

It Aint About Black Or White Cause We`re Human

Everybody’s At War With Different Things…i’m At War With My Own Heart Sometimes.