Tekst:
Throw The Fight Stop Yourself

trust me when I tell you that you?ll be ok I swear You?ve got to stop yourself Rebuild your broken world Ignore the voices that will bring you down Stop yourself

don't listen to the message Listen to the message A message to my son, it's times in my life where I stood around to fight when it was better off to

Gather my leaves and all my minerals Fix myself a bowl of vegetables Ice cold water and chopped up fruits Gonna be a long day so I throw on my boots

throw dirt on my name, disturbin' my game Seemed happy when they heard he was arraigned, glad he's inditched Got big money, big lawyers to fight it

No Limit How could you play with yourself and think that we was finished? So don't be swelling up, acting bout that there Just stop that stupid thinking

to go on I have to go through this shit That you throw in my face What is enough When are you going to stop You've started to run All by yourself And

(Raise your hands up, yeah, okay) Stead of treated, we get tricked (Okay okay) Stead of kisses, we get kicked (Don?t stop, won?t stop, can?t stop) We

it Put ya dukes up, b***, you wanna fight? We can do it We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout

count figures, they roll nickel's And they definitely love to hate and I shine in their face While they throw they life away I'ma keep on countin' cake Keep that yip yap to yourself