The feeling is gone, then our soul we will pawn Things we acquire means fuel for the fire The feeling is gone, then our soul we will pawn Chinese water
hung for all these years And no true loss in all the world could match The sense of someone passing with my tears I hadn't known 'til then how lost I
Slowly taking its toll Never question, love through addiction Collecting this emptiness Recollect a calm self centered guess Every broken promise To bleed the soul
I couldna??t say A word a??Cos you just Kept on tearing At my wounded soul and I was dead And I was Nothing Then you hung up And silence was my fiend
I'll show you the door when you've Decided to hold on to all that you've lost You see, all this is nothing When she comes and tears you apart Of course
i have lost the unobtainable i am faithless and afraid my emotions are unstable control is hanging by a thread and the misery of the world is weighing
t be afraid to tell, I know that it's over All the way that's where I'm heading with no regrets I filled the hunger inside of me With the last call of
Christ If you don't' see His ways in my days and nights You can hit my brakes you can stop my lights Man I lost my rights I lost my life Forget the money
hunger For righteousness in their souls, discipleship is the goal I pray that the generation, that likes to listen to Hov Would turn to the Lord Jesus Christ, to lift up their souls
in this moment in time We search for wonders for miracles and signs Something to satisfy the hunger in us all A human rage from deep within the soul
Festooned with innards Gaining life Sentient place, the stone walls Breathe Hungry soul It can think A genuine living hell Created by The butcher he lost
[Verse 1] Yo it's the Ox in the flesh, of course I'm fresh Yes, I'm livin for the funk like I was Lord Finesse Last night I screamed till I lost my voice
I'm the baddest but I know I got potential For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you Your style is kinda dry hope my melody can quench you My soul
(best fits) All his new acquitances, gassed his head, takin it To the point where he lost proper perspective ('spective) Started cuttin off the people he came up wit (up wit) Ego blown like his soul
twitchin' leg Looking for the words i was looking forward to laying but i was twisted eyes red crossed, sold, lost again washed up on suicidal tidal wave of denial tossed and torn and hung
were shot They never thought that a pause or stop Was in my pores to push rock raw Take a lost rebound like Bo Outlaw, I'm so outlaw Got a hunger for
hung for all these years And no true loss in all the world could match The sense of someone passing with my tears I hadn?t known ?til then how lost I
third Rocked a 'Bird and seen two niggaz shot and left for dead in the dirt I'm concerned if I die by the glock, will my soul soon burn? My past clash
