It's the calming before the storm alcohol sits nicely in your stomach warm when you wake up hungover you wish you were sober I dance with the devil and
A moment of weakness. A lapse in judgement. A fear of failure. Fear not your peers. Where do we go from here? Why would we want to leave? Why should
I gave you all, all my soul You gave it all away You tried so hard tried to blame But there's no more words to say Got no alibis Now you're out of lies
Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother There's far too many of you dying You know we've got to find a way To bring some
with my crew some ounks got loud Shot gun blasts echoed throug the crowd Six punks hit two punks died All casualities appiled to their side Human lives has to pass
A child was born in the East one day Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats In poetry
flow lo bien que te ves quiero bailar contigo hasta que salga el sol solo tu y yo tu lo vas a ver como que es natural nos sale la passion pierdes el
you married or divorced ,dont gotta tell me thats your choice I like ya voice I like ya swagg So let nature take its course ,Maybe
to counter-balance stars expound our conscience All to know and see the look in your eyes Passing time will reach as nature relays to set the scene
some people sayin you changed, even your Flipmode fam (uh-huh) I heard the word's came safe from Rah Digga and Baby Sham (right) Said you (Passed the
Let's go Tell me what would you say if I told you I could pay for that? Would you take the cash I gave you or would you just pass it back? Would you
watch me! I move proper! - Go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me! That 4-30 Spider, carbon fibre And my dog is like al qaeda natural fighter! Rapid fire
's working well Process words up in the pro's you sell, a urban hell Playing park benches, burning L's It's all basics, probation, open cases We ill natured
the last leg of the journey They started a long time ago The arc of a love affair Rainbows in the high desert air Mountain passes slipping into stones
Always a stranger when strange isn't fashionable And fashion is rich people waving at the door Or it's a dealer in drugs or in passion Lies of a nature
