whole life's a mistake, stop holdin' the pen Kill yourself, come back as a man over again 'Cause in this lifetime I'm reignin', slay men Leave your whole
a rush Make my whole body blush I don't care if they say you're just my crutch I know you're not, you're the only good thing I've got Everything's so
Tear drops in the pillow on my bed Still trying to keep my head up Know you'd rather see me dead And the raindrops keep on falling I said they keep on
rise and fall, the last great empire, the sound of the whole world caught on fire The ruthless struggle, the desperate gamble The game that left the whole
till last you dead Ain't nothing new to me to that I seen it You barkin' up the wrong tree dog I mean it My whole team fen fine in fuck 50 of us roll
way to prepare for combat cock is sharp a Autobot brain cells bust lines laced with angel-dust X-factor, X-men declare war Send your ambassador Send the whole
But some way or somehow, I will always be around, yeah All things that I did from this to them Oh, from drugs to being there Being down and out and
they steamrolled They said eighty percent approval But there was no one that I knew polled No one had a reason for being in the Gulf We waited for congress
Puffy: Some real niggas You'll never see what I've seen Puffy: When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches dead niggas ghost
nigga we control, first nigga to roll So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what? Your whole
But fuck that I gots this mac so I'm busting back Its hot as fuck, you better duck The last thing in my mind in this world is being locked up I'm on
really talking about is how we're continually being confronted with the possibility of our own corruption and how if you're not care- ful you can be swallowed up whole
red As young girls load up bicycles with flowers for the dead An aging woman picks along the craters and the rubble A piece of cloth, a bit of shoe, a whole
being Black breath Knights in Satan's service Masters of death Knights in Satan's service Listen to the seasons of the dead Necrophagia, repulsion
me to stay outside? I'm a whole person. You can't say, you know, two-thirds of Lauryn, come in here. Only two-thirds is acceptable. I'm a whole person
Just don't say nothing, uh Man I love being me ready to rock the block With some more hot top notch for you to cop No more Mr. Nice guy My whole life
my coke is decent And my rims blind the whole damn precinct Everytime you see a head in my lap you know she sinked I know I'm dead in this trap, that
dying are born and the living are dead. And every pulse of your heartbeat is one liquid moment That flows through the veins of your being. Like a river
