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No Fun At All I Can T Believe It S True

do something I regret I can't believe it's true I can't believe the things thay make me do I can't believe it's true I can't believe the things I do

I regret I can't believe it's true I can't believe the things thay make me do I can't believe it's true I can't believe the things I do Got to try to

, what's up? Nigga, get drug, put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop, now. Niggas that I thug with kill. Pop to the chest. How does it feel? And nigga

're just dead, it's the truth Don't you realize? Faded without any talent of fun Running out on the streets, balling anyone It's the truth It's the truth

, worshipped, even just because the folks in Oz needed someone to believe in. Does it surprise you, I got hooked, and all too soon. What can I say? I

for the fun of it I can't believe it, you showed courage the brave dream of I live to regret you, the murmur inside my heart Just as I'm sinking down

pager - It's one of my boys! Oh yeah, what a life-saver! But then it started goin' off again I hope it's my boy, but nope, it's my girlfirend But

I'ma tell it like it is I can't hold my tongue, I'ma tell it like it is This biz ain't all fun, I'ma tell it like it is Give it to you straight, no chase

fire till you lies, tellin me I was safe I can't take it no longer father open the gate I seen all I can take, child killin's and rape The same niggas