feeling can with stand The way I felt when she took my hand She only knows what emotions When truth comes to an end A broken soul inside my hands Broken soul
and I don't wanna start Tell me whos gonna pick up the pieces of my hearttt... My soul is dying and my everything is gone Just like I'm broken it's hard
the window of my drop top I got my glock cocked bustin' at niggas when will it stop ? Now tell me are you scared of the dark? Can't close my eyes I
a sinner With no name When I meet my maker When I close the book On the hearts I broke And the lives I took Will he walk away 'Cause my soul's
on with my broken heart and my absent God. And I have no faith but it's all I want to be loved and believe in my soul, in my soul, in my so-o-o-oul.
the fallen row on row In 1861 they prayed for god to keep their souls Jimmy left home in April, that was one year to the day Writes his mother back home
don't matter, he's dope He knows that, but he's broke He's so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the
artists And convicts, killers and dons Drug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers Stick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf Close
child, son of bitch, a bastard Sold my soul, and now I'm the master My mother sings the blues, and drinks the booze And then she praise to save my soul
road And you lost all sense of control And your thoughts have taken their toll When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul. Your faith walks on broken
And Then Make The Change) (You Gotta Get It Right, While You Got The Time) ('Cause When You Close Your Heart) You Can't Close Your . . .Your Mind! (Then You Close
then make that change you gotta get it right while you've got the time cuase when you close your heart you can't close your mind! then you can close your
just broke into tears And see in the second hand; you don't really know how this is But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib
down There ain't no way to stop this now So close to home Alone beside you here So every man must become the enemy of his own soul For the ones he loves
a sinner With no name When I meet my maker When I close the book On the hearts I broke And the lives I took Will he walk away 'Cause my soul's Too late
air we breathe, to the food we eat, Are filled with things that kill, Our deaths are closer than we think. Well another silly love song could make me sick About a heart broke
I close my eyes and I can see a better day I close my eyes and pray I close my eyes and I can see a better day I close my eyes and pray I lose my appetite