stop the Star will burn Fire till we all go drop [CHORUS x2] On my own, I've got to do it all alone so I could be a better me, cuz I'm my only enemy
not the man. He goes free as I wait on the row for the man to test the rope he'll slip around my throat... and silence me. On the day he was tried
those words that so delicately drip from this angel of untamed lust suddenly I fear the end of my solitude once a warrior, poetic shrieks now own my soul
certainly Your style I'm like a kid in a candy store I'm on my knees 'til i lick the floor Can't stand to look at your face But i'm burning for more
myself You promised me a life eternally And drink to my health I may seem only half-glued But I can see right through you Burn it up, burn it down Burn
You promised me a life eternally And drink to my health I may seem only half-glued But I can see right through you [CHORUS] Burn it up, burn it down Burn
of dawn In the deep green grasses And the blood stained woods They never dreamed of surrendering They fell where they stood Stars fell over Alabama I saw each star
stars apart Confusion tore that pounding heart With certainty that things weren't right I'd read all that student stuff Read it till I'd had enough Then making up my own
ass [Layzie] Fast blast, I leave my cash Cause my dayz of livin' broke is all in tha past So I gotta keep my mind up on my money, it's survival of
: First time I heard the music I thought it was my own I could feel it in my heartbeat I could feel it in my bones My momma thinks I'm crazy My
pulling on my shirt I got some kids of my own But if I had one wish kids That your mistakes would be your own Your sins would be your own It's a long
Orion's Belt and dip my cookies in the Milky Way like [Chorus:] Come, come fly away with me We'll wander through the stars And touch down on Mars So
Joel Plaskett] One track mind, focused on important shit Eyes on the prize, one track mind One track mind, focused on important shit Eyes on the prize
bars of heat, that burn like a furnace, I pour rhymes out like coffee spillin out your 'dermis [Chorus 2x] (Lalalala-lala-lalala) I got my 9mm at my
looking for theme between cracks searching for cream physical image can never be lost never be cleverly read or took on into the search of your own suckers
my exci-itement But the force of the night conquers my surprise Kids on the street corner peddlin' maps On how to meet the stars Prostitute turns, my body burns
suck my wings Stand on my money headbutt yao ming Putcha hand in the oven if ya touch my things I'm shufflin the cards bout to cut my queens But I ain