carried a heart Until my actions stripped it bare Waking up feels so wrong Hope you got what you wanted Waking up feels so wrong Hope you got what you
life, carried a heart until my actions stripped it bare waking up feels so wrong hope you got what you wanted waking up feels so wrong hope you got what you
Yo, yeah girl Can you hear that? It's playing our song Are you sleepy? Take a nap You're not afraid of the dark? Are you? You hear the beat as it makes
yourself, Danze don't sleep When I catch you on a creep I'll lift the ground right from up under your feet That's word to 'Lah Be a man and prepare
I'll leave you Like I should've did your peoples before they could conceive you How's a buck fifty sound, for a quick ass cut? Here's a flashback, I fuckin' blow your
A tumblerful of voddie, two fingers in a glass, a handful of promises, a heart full of remorse, Mindful of your manners when you're brought down to your knees, A
, murder you on your matress And look at you like, "What's the matter?" You better go back to your bed, before I have to act up You might be the next
into my dream Beam in a billion bottle rockets off the golden mezzanine I pluck the pedals off a classic blood rose one at a time Gripping the stem and
these cats be modelin' what not to do In a getaway car In a getaway car In a getaway car, car, car, car In a getaway car In a getaway car In a getaway
A paint splattered wall A carton of cigarettes A bouquet of corpses A dying forest A nurtured garden A privatized prison A candle with a broken
A paint splattered wall A carton of cigarettes A bouquet of corpses A dying forest A nurtured garden A privatized prison A candle with a broken wick A
cold as a corpse and still holding the source Up in the air like, one day the cover is yours Took the IV out her wrist tried to give me a kiss Before
a wire, wrap around your neck Look into my eyes reality check I got me a scalpal, time to disect Playin' Doctor-Patient, next Next a killa wit a bad attitude A
A carton of cigarettes A bouquet of corpses A dying forest A nurtured garden A privatized prison A candle with a broken wick A puddle that reflects the
, you'll be dead in the street Red with a sheet, over the corpse Shit is deep, so I shed a tear, over the loss If you creep, then you niggaz'll roll with
loosely It's been a while I been raw We started something you don't know what you in for Rise'll make you practice wish you had tactics to match this
as a corpse And still holding The Source Up in the air like: "One day the cover is yours" Took the IV out her wrist Tried to give me a kiss Before I
victims 'We love you!' 'Ah love you!' 'and this will not hurt a bit, Outta my eyes was your rise to full glory Spring up from the corp of life we'll
