Through Every Dark Night, There's

While I'm Dreaming, Wake Up Screaming, Cuz I Can Hear Them Suckas Scheming.

All I'm Trying To Do Is Survive And Make Good Out Of The Dirty, Nasty, Unbelievable Lifestyle That They Gave Me.

We Are Weak, Please Let Us In. We're Week, Please Let Us In." After About A Week Tha Song Is Gonna Change To, "we're Hungry, We Need Some Food." After Two, Three Weeks It's Like "give Me Some Of Tha Food! I'm Breakin Down Tha Door." After A Year It's Like, "i'm Pickin' The Lock, Comin' Through The Door Blastin." It's Like, "i'm Hungry.

Many Dreams Is What We Had And Plenty Wishes.

Don't Look Back Unless It's A Good View.