Blanket it with roses and sick tears Oooh, I was bed Before she spread lilacs on the sheets Oooh, when I was bed When I was bed
to some bullshit spittin' I was probably just tryin to shake the lice Bugs fallin' out of my head I'm wishin' I was dead While I'm crawlin out of my bed
overhead, And when i woke up in me hospital bed, And saw what it had done, Well I wished I was dead, Never knew there was worse things than dying. For I
More money more cash more chilling I know they gone criticize the hook on this song Like I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song Bed-Stuy Brooknon
] I father, I Brooklyn Dodger them I Jack, I Rob, I sin Awww man, I'm Jackie Robinson Except when I run base, I dodge the pen Lucky me, lucky we, they
And when I woke up in my hospital bed And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead Never knew there were worse things than dying For no more I'll go
sometimes I feel, Oh sometimes I feel like Jesus Christ now, Hey, I feel this night will never end, And I will never see the day. Oh I was nothing when you came, I
And when I woke up in my hospital bed And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead Never knew there were worse things than dying For no more I'll
when I woke up in my hospital bed And saw what it had done, Christ I wished I was dead Never knew there were worse things than dying For no more I'
Three: Billy Nix] I saw four corners, crackheads on two of 'em Whores on opposite sides; I was 'bout nine or ten Wonderin why my sisters was lookin like they was
I love her And I'll see her when I wake... [She dies with a smile. Javert arrives] ============= [BAMATABOIS] Here's something new. I think I'll give
horsehead in they bed In other words, teflon tops with (keflar?) nuts The closest I ever been to ass was cigarette butts I'm nice, that's probably why I
view of the prehistorical, historical He's the all and all, you searchin for the oracle A mission impossible, purely philosophical But you call him on your death bed when
in the bed, can barely sit up Those were your last breaths, I was mistaking for hiccups Y'all don't get the picture, when your medicine is liquor I'm
chilling I know they gone criticize the hook on this song Like I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song Bed Stuy Brooknon took on the world Shit, I
now, tomorrow's my promise Yo, yo, I never had fights in rings I just had fights for rings, ice and bling I done spent nights in bings now I realized Christ
deserved [Chorus] Late show Indian or Mexican dies Klan propaganda legitimized Hypocrite coward never fought a real fight When I see John I'm ashamed to be white Death bed Christian
the neck of a bottle Every day is a death ride when I hold the throttle To the drowning I am water For your calm I am the storm I'm the fiend who's