and white days That sad song stings your eyes singing " I wonder do I ever cross your mind?" Such a sad ol song such a sad ol song such a sad ol song
Translation: Trina Hamlin. Down To The Hollow (The Swamp Song).
Translation: Somehow Hollow. One Final Swan Song.
Translation: Unknown. Fox Hollow Song.
black and white days That sad song stings your eyes singing " I wonder do I ever cross your mind?" Such a sad ol song such a sad ol song such a sad ol song
you? but who is by your side tonight? and maybe one day i will come to your window and steal all my songs back, steal all my songs back. it's somehow hollow
: Baby I'll admit, I made a mistake Don't know what I was thinking, what I had was so great Tried it to my mind, went back to my heart, I know it ain
) Once the cloud that's raining Over your head disappears The noise that you'll hear Is the crashing down of hollow years She's not the kind of girl
will die When you think that you'll survive Just don't try Run and hide My eyes are hollow like my soul My eyes are hollow like my soul Hollow
I realize it's my destiny, my will. Things aren't always what they seem As the scars on my skin will show On hollow ground I stand On hollow ground
will murder charge and benini I'm feeling wheezy and the drain from the cheeba Grieving ain't even looking decent Seeing police niggas reaching That splash against my hollow
two step Put on for my city, I aint got no choice but to rep I put straight shots in they hair Make pretty girls, do the ugly face And they just my song
song He had the distance in his eye Livin' in another world, livin' in another time Like a comet I was hurled, oh, livin' in another world Jupiter Hollow
my shadow's jealous? My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs Though my songs come from
to stick up the industry full throttle. Mo Thugs, mo money the motto, so, nigga, the slugs that I bring come hollow. Nigga we can do this in the song
, worldwide Them wicked bad-ass thugs You punk niggas hate us But we don?t trip We still get madd ass love I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
it was war niggaz wanted it was war they got I'm a nigga, a real nigga, a quick thanker that would hesitate to aim and see the chamber Discharge the cartridges that the hollow
