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Evergrey - Laugh Now lyrics
(feat. B-Real)
 [Everlast]
 SD-50... Soul Assassin collabo... Laugh now motherfucker... HAHAHAHA...
 [Chorus 1: B-Real]
 The only life I know
 Is to guide my soul
 I take one day, step at a time
 To find mine (what)
 As we go
 Through the blinding road
 Inclining
 To find me some mo'
[Repeat chorus 1]
 [Chorus 2: Everlast]
 For all the runners and the money makers (make that money)
 For all the real ones and all the fakers (fake bitches)
 For all the stick up kids and life takers (what)
 Laugh now, and cry later (cry later)
 [B-Real]
 I laugh at you
 And you expect to see a weakness
 You triflin' bitches in speeches
 You're fucking leaches
 Sponges, soakin' up my energy
 Pretend to a friend of me
 But you stab me in the back
 Cold and vengefully
 When all I did was pick you up
 And put you on 
 With the big dons
 To lift you up
 But you fuckin' spit in my face
 And spit venomous words
 Used weapons you heard
 Would damage my whole world
 But you must have mistaken me
 For someone else
 Because I do to your ass
 What you do to yourself
 Look into the mirror nigga
 What's your reflection?
 Are you upset? Full of regret?
 What's your intention?
 You're a lost one
 And now you can't win one
 Where you been
 You taking it all in son
 I see the tears in the eyes of a hater (hater)Evergrey - Laugh Now - http://motolyrics.com/evergrey/laugh-now-lyrics.html
 You can cry now but you will not smile later
[Chorus 1 x2]
[Chorus 2]
 [Chorus 3: Everlast]
 For all the lovers and all the haters (keep hatin')
 For all the fake ass perpetrators (fake bitches)
 For all the pimps that rock they gators (rock that shit)
 Laugh now, cry later (cry later)
 [Everlast]
 They sellin' teen dreams
 On the TV screens
 They got a fund for the gun
 And a ghost in the machine
 They police the crack fiend
 But protect the dealer
 Underpay the teacher
 Overpay the healer
 Rob you with the lawyer
 Fuck you with the handgun
 Throw you in the lineup
 Then arrest the wrong one
 Trial you by jury
 Throw you in prison
 There ain't nothin' to it
 It's just the way they do it
 Unless you got some money
 Cause money makes amends
 And sometimes peoples get murdered for friends
 Sometimes, one times, lose the evidence
 It all depends on how much you spend
 It's the land of the free
 And the home of the gun
 Where they kill for the dollar
 And they worship the son
 Dear god I really hope I ain't the only one
 Laugh now, cry later, when it's said and done
[Chorus 1 x2]
[Chorus 2]
[Chorus 3]
 [Dante Ross]
 Ya, this is one for all those come and go ungrateful punk motherfuckers...
 Ya, this is one to grow on... Soul Assassins style... Deadly assassins...
 all up in your nugget... Ha... You can't fuck with it...
 You just love it... Ha... Fake bitches...









