Lyrics Test

 

Song Lyrics by FOX Lyrics dot com

    

Pastor Troy
Above The Law
Ain\'t No Sunshine
Bless America
Champion
Chug-A-Lug
Down South Nigga 4 Life
Eternal Yard Dash
Face Off - Intro
For Survival
Frame Me
Ghetto Raised
Havin\' A Bad Day
Help Me Rhonda
I Declare War!!!
If They Kill Me
Intro (Walk Like Y\'all Talk It)
It\'s On Down Here
It\'s Too Late Now, We Ready!!!
I\'m Made
Livin\' Today Thru...
Mind On My Money
Move To Mars
No Mo Play In GA
No Mo Play In GA Pt. 2
Oh Father
Pastor Troy 4 President
Stop Tryin\'
The Congregation
Then I Got Change
This Tha City
Throw Your Flags
Throw Your Flags Up
Universal Soldier
We Dem Georgia Boyz
We Ready 2000
We Want Some Answers
Who, What, When, Where

We Want Some Answers lyrics mp3 by Pastor Troy


You know what\'s funny
When the shit that makes you laugh, makes you cry
Hell I\'m \'bout ready to cry now
Thinking \'bout my cousin Brandon
And how we used to clown
And then I hear them two shots
And seen him hit the ground
I think about Chuck a rapper soon to be a legend
And then I see him lying there bleeding and begging
Now every second is divided up
At .5 I think of Brandon .5 of Chuck
And it\'s fucked up \'cause, chuck died on my birthday
I\'m celebrating 19 in the worse way
All I can say is that it\'s been about a year now
365 days of asking how, and still no answers

[Chorus]
We want some answers [repeat 8X]

I done had to cry so much that it\'s funny now
Dropping tears think its water balloons asking how
Could this be me, I couldn\'t see that better way
I\'m just another black product of where I stay
Living hell, everybody I know sells or at least tried
To buy the plastic for black mail, see how they lied
I\'m denied for everything, I quite applying
I can\'t even hear the birds sing, my partner\'s crying
I often see my brother lying, up in his bunk
Writing letters from jail telling me to keep it crunk
Label a drunk to my thirst quencher, a case of Bud
Got me looking at the bottle backward, letter switcher
No matter I\'ma continue my journey, where was I headed
A challenge boy every second, damn I regret it
More regular than unleaded
Irregular mother, the baby and the child\'s father
Must be that each other, another child like most
Ain\'t no love, \'cause from the east to the West Coast
Baby thugs, they selling drugs fuck a pacifier
So why the fuck should I be scared of eternal fire
I want some motherfucking answers

[Chorus]

2006 Copyright FOXLyrics.com All Rights Reserved
PAGE ID: 42fe91be35aef77ccfcc4d47caaa2239

Partner Links | Pics Galleries | Domain for sale Download Driver | Epson Driver | Fujitsu Driver | Mac Driver |Asus Driver |Compaq Driver | Travel Tour Guide | Sony Ericsson Info | MSI Driver | Toshiba Driver | Notebook Laptop
Vacation Spots | Bad Credit Mortgages | Buy Anything On eBay | Bankruptcy | Glitter Graphics