's so There is a place Where I can go When I feel low When I feel blue And it's my mind And there's no time When I'm alone There's a place
it's so There is a place Where I can go When I feel low When I feel blue And it's my mind And there's no time When I'm alone There's a place
-ssy juicy I never give a f-ck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You n-ggas aint eatin
your body baby And say that you're packin' a lot 'Cause all I see besides your big feet Is that you got big socks Let's just say that there's something lacking A
and play Mat lock But never crack the case cause the defendant's a bad cop You feel me fam? The devil's got a plan That's why Farrakhan formed a Million
the owner gonna respect mine We spend a lotta money and that's the bottom line Ten cars on chrome plus the neck shine Baggy jeans on and J's worth a
by a thread Don't cry about the fates Grab a stasg of casg And plan a rest'rant in the States Let me stop for a bit This was my greatest hit Miss Saigon
back There's a party going on in my head While I think about the blood that we shed Then party uh when the player play There's a party going on up in
, soul sucker Your cold words deafen And silence long forgotten The logic never reclaimed The anger rises Sometimes there's no surrender No white flag
hawkers, there's a house of hope drifters There's a gang that shoots then listens There's a place that knows no poverty, a town without pollution There's a
endless chase in a small place One world, one white flag One shopping bag and restaurant No surprise there, only lies there That's where the colors don't go That's
place to piss No honor, no mercy, but no shame I'm losing at a cheater's game I'm your product, you legacy As long as there's rich men, There'll be
re making me believe I can surrender now. It's like a lovesick schoolboy Took the place of me Mind as well wave a white flag On down to my knees Like a
The captain rose from a silk divan With a pistol in his fist And shot the lock from an iron box And a blood red ruby kissed I give you jewelry of turquoise A
.v. on It's 9 a.m. she's bored again She has no place to be Nothing going down She just hangs around She surrenders to it There's a white flag
their world With dyed hair and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers. There's a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand
all the rules there's a shopping center standing on a burial ground now there's a hamburger stand where you can eat a sacred cow it's a half a pound
is your tattered flag still flying? Bonnie blue, yeah they showed you wrong from right. Bonnie blue, I'm so sorry that I'm crying, But there's not a lot
