and close the door I'll never leave you Though you lied right from the start I can't convince my stupid heart Not to believe you. You've got two good
: [Lyrics by Mike Portnoy] [IV. Reflections of Reality (Revisited)] Hello, Mirror - so glad to see you my friend, it's been a while Searching, Fearless
Chorus: J-Black (repeat 2X) I see the light at the end But every time I take a step, it gets dim Tell me is this hell we're livin in? If so, heaven
'mon, now! Chorus 2x: Verse #3: It's just like old times, the dynamic duel Two old friends, why panic? You allready know whos capable, the two caped
the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X) Just you and I! Just the two of us.. (2X) And when we ride! Just the two of us.. (2X)
y'all runnin your mouth again when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females in make-up
like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers then you can tell From these shells, how I gotta bend 'em like route canals I erase all trails, somethin' farther from
squares I smell shit and piss, know where it's coming from You stepped on number two just to be number one Now I'm a step on you, bring it to yo yard
across my face runs from here to here She gives me the look and I mean the look Was it love a first sight man or somethin? she took? A swagger in my step
to sing "we made it"* Chicken ass mothafuckas, envious bitches Yo, you know what y'all... Make me wan' pop sumthin', no champagne Two-five on me, weed
on the nightstand Open up his wounds and let em bleed onto the white sand And you can label him another problem typecast And stay the hell away from him
means? God Help Me I was Only 19 sent off on a four week long operation where every single step could be your last one on Two legs, It was sore
only nineteen Sent off on a four-week long operation where every single step could be your last one On two legs it was sorta living hell falling with
him in the face, run up in him witta broom Stick prick, devils ain't shit Introduce his ass to the AK40 dick Two dazed niggas layin in the cut To get
: Well hello boys and girls come on in see the show. Its the mistical, magical, great dark carnival. Dont bother lookin for parking, get rid of it, it
the irony of life is that you have like this big dream to get where you wanna be but once you get there you start to dream about where you came from.
em home And even whip em with the cord on the telephone And that reminds me man hey ya gotta call Watch your step to Hell...it's a long fall! [Chorus