values are contradicted, ashes to ashes and dust to dust The pressure is building and I've had enough I wanna shout, throw my hands up and shout What
you go I'll understand Leave me just enough love To hold in my hand If you go away If you go away If you go away If you go away As I know you must
X) I'll take you all around as long as we're on solid ground I'll introduce you to town and never will I let you down One look from you and I think I must
parasite And I'll go out and say a prayer for him" But like Louise always says "You can't look at much, can you man?" As she, herself, prepares for him And
Take my hand and I will never give up hope You inhabit my heart I am a part of the night sky And you, a bright morning star I look at you and I see
your dude, throw your hands up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw your hands up if you need it, come on, I'm searchin and I'm searchin and I still ain't
fum, I think I smell the scent of a placenta I enter Central Park, it's dark, it's winter in December I see my target with my car and park and approach
when you're gone? 'Till you go I need to hold you until the time Your hands reach out and touch me in the morning (Mornings where blue and gold and
other hand will empty a clip If I build, my life hangs in a myst, the balance we call this Dark and light, I know wrong from right But am I wrong if
goin' on outside And my people gotta paint they faces on. And what I gotta do, And what I gotta do Is work and flip a dolla'. Ain't got no trophies But
better, babe But I can?t believe 'Cause I?ve heard it all before It?s in the past, must look ahead I thought that I?d be loving you But I?m hurt instead
oven vacade Hey! Wait! No - I'm - not - done So real and scary Military 'til I'm killed and buried wit' my shotgun I'm in it to menace And sinnin from
though, cup empty get some more say i shouldnt drink and drive, i party at the liquor store! [chorus] I'm cleaned up, my greens up, i'm teamed up. the tea must
I mean a hostess for my open hand You coming home to dishes and empty soda cans I got your bitch up in my Rover man I never kiss her, I never hold her hand In fact I
my open hand You comin' home to dishes and empty soda cans I got your bitch up in my rover man I never kiss her, I never hold her hand In fact I diss her, I
But it must all go down, X is wit' it because We gon' walk these dogs You got it living back livin' with salt I'ma bring it back 'cause I'ma go hard
daily to the point that I'm lazy Every day I smoke a half a quarter, can't faze me You know who I am, so go ahead and jam Fire up the dank while you let
the neon sky When we'll walk into the sun, you and i Yes so he calls, beckons unto me From the empty hall, from the galleries And so I must go,