us to be creatures of habit. We are creatures of habit. Only with careful hands We?ll turn their fangs into feathers and cures. Only with careful hands
Translation: Sleeping At Last. Careful Hands.
us And the last thing I want to see is mama's new n-gga You old Old Spice wearing Short chain wearing Dress shoes and jogging pants wearing Church sock wearing When you first stop caring
No matter what goes on They may not agree, they may not understand But God got a plan, to put the mic in my hand and his hand and that hand And ideas,
is the last time I will follow you This is the last time I will follow you at all
I wanna go to bed with arms around me but wake up on my own Pretend that I'm still sleeping 'til you go home I can't look at you this morning, I should
at the walls of make pretend I like that! Tellin' you to stop it then you don't You say you're gonna stab me in my sleep But you won't! Last week thought
remember blood puddles Landed in sand wit niggaz fallin' in doubles Baby couples I mean the strong kill the weak Million dolla puzzles I done placed the last
a few crips Couple vampire's and true bloods Gambling in casino's, have a hunny handing me my c-notes The modern day gambino I'm careful every step
weapon Making niggas die, witnessin' breathless imperfections Can you picture my specific plan to be the man in this wicked land Under handed hits are
it to heaven for goin through hell J: HOLIDAY S: And I don't care if I sell, y'all know what I sell J: HOLIDAY S: I use my left hand when I'm loadin
wife (Holiday) I gotta make it to heaven for goin' through hell (Holiday) And I don't care if I sell, y'all know what I sell (Holiday) I use my left hand
, and drink his moonshine,A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!I rode into town with my ax in my holster,Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.A farmer at
nd Hand sec, this on? 2nd Hand Smoke, yeah yeah 2nd Hand Smoke Alright ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself This is Twiztid, 2nd Hand Smoke You be the
Left out the club with her friend, now she jealous Mad 'cause she can't ride in the L S Yeah, she kinda mad but a baller could care less While you sleep, sleep, sleep
Promise it won't last long If I decide I'ma take you home Are there any ladies in this room Who wanna meet me at the telly at two But I'm not tryna
When you're young, not much matters When you find something that you care about, Then that's all you got, When you go to sleep at night you dreams of
