I realize I'm dead, I'm fucked in the head I'm not living without you My life is a game, my life is a shame I'm not living without you This heart has
People have told me You have ways of killing without dealing a mob Well, so have I Yeah, come on, what's the deal? Yo, pockets is fat like the Good Year
on and covers on It's bright from the TV light, peace, goodnight Looking out my window, sun shining bright Birds are singing, trying to make things right Now I got music
Yo, hold on, this is the way that I'm cut, right? Or why I sing, how I dipped under red lights Martini's is Ghost Deini's, stretched out On stage with
They told me what happened alright You're still young and things like that always happen When you'll learn then you'll know not to make those mistakes
'cause I don't ride dicks Read my lips, we got problems like Bloods and Crips Love the sound of clips when I know my shit Chamber Music, this is for
Chef, let's do it Criminal kingpins, gangstas and cheap friends Actors, vixens, niggas put your kicks in Blood money when we hawking Awkward gun that
Love me, love me Love me say you do Let me fly away with you For my love is like the wind Wild is the wind Give me more than one chorus Satisfy
Little fly The summer's play My thoughtless hand Has brushed away Am not I A fly like thee Or art not thou A man like me Little fly For I dance And
Sweet little Rosie, my softest machine Bounces with me on my big trampoline Childish and silly, we're part of a team Me and my Rose on my big trampoline
Go son If you get up but they strap you arounds Then just remember that I will always be there When I say to you, "Daddy loves you, understands" I'm
Paulie shots I'm placeable, listen to the dreams you're dreaming Untraceable, tell me now what are you scheming I'm placeable to the place where you
Did you say make it rain for you I'd make it storm with a wind like you've never seen before So sick I couldn't cure your sores I built a snowman for
When I die I'll die with my mercy When she cries I'll crie with her In my life see I've loved an angel My mercy My mercy Such a glance the softest of
No home This is not any form of home Home is where the heart is No home (No home) No hearts (No hearts) No home (No home) No heart This is your viewing
Time is a canvas and I wil paint it And with you I bestow what I have it And you are my colors and you are my colors And you are my paint to make my life
cover me when i run cover me through the fire something not beyond the greed god i'm on my knees cover me die in peace monkey monkey monkey don't
Sweetened possessive farce Our saints become sparse And it's an option to be transparent So in your soul that it's inherent Now that you've found your
