rip my eyes out of my head And never gaze upon your twisted world again. I'm gonna tear out my eyes And maybe find some peace of mind inside. My mask
Übersetzung: Blood For Blood. Herausreißen My Eyes.
gonna rip my eyes out of my head And never gaze upon your twisted world again. I'm gonna tear out my eyes And maybe find some peace of mind inside. My
Ain't that cold? I heard a nigga, downed my nigga My partna just paged me and say they found my nigga It's a bust back thang can't be no hoes I got a
alive I see the time passes by I see you everyday come and go Hoping for salvation With tears in my eyes End this coma!! Hoping for a sudden death With blood
the sun oh younger eyes you have tears sweet as death at the sight of blood I faint at the sight of my blood I pass out you may never know that I could
a blood like Game, see I've been havin beef I got my own bullet proof vest most of my enemies dead i got about two left untill my last breath im sendin
tears they cloud my eyes i bite my tongue till i taste my blood so you won't hear my cries hiding in my private darkness i put you out of my mind
: My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City Let me tell you bout my city Lord homie, As
to feed my fuckin' family, what else could I do But be a thug Out slangin' with the homies Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club Got my mind on danger
k with me (Outlaw) I been, handlin stress in this s**t for years Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears [2Pac] Thugged out baby! [Young Noble] We don't shed tears we shed blood
learn one thing Hold on, and be strong It don't stop, til the casket drop Hold on Thug, for Life... feel me? All my homeboys and my homegirls, stay strong
and cocaine helped to grime me and make me My eyes don't cry, I'm a fatherless child Got my ass whooped in Spofford but never that now When my name in
not protect you from the hate of my wrath you've taken the last of me... blame the end on yourself you deserve each tear that falls scratch out your eyes the blood
: you make me sick I'll tear out those diamond eyes I can't bear to see crimson spills on paper skin they call this tragedy remembering the nights when
, Quenched my thirst and satisfied the burning in my soul. You gave me babies one, two, three, what is more, you saved my life, Eye for eye and tooth for
run out WEED RUN OUT! Yuh senses must dumb out, Mi have a pound round a back deh a gwan sun out NAH COME OUT! Till the chalice bun out, NAH COME OUT!
m gonna leave you for dead I know where I'm going...I'm going straight to hell I'm out for blood and it haunts my mind In the darkest places your tears
