you cannot run you cannot hide 'Cos evil has its dark design You cannot run you cannot hide 'Cos evil has its dark design I have reason to believe There
: Big dick is a thumbs-up guy he shot a missile in the sky it functioned just as advertised until the fire made him cry look into it later when the dust
distant cry Would you tell me how To break the cycle that I'm in And discover the living I should cross the line Confront lives too blind Hear a distant cry
searcher but you never could find I promise you durrty I'm one of a kind Mold is broken, the formula's mine I killed the idea and destroyed the design
giddy thing Love that will not betray you, dismay or enslave you, It will set you free Be more like the man you were made to be. There is a design, An alignment to cry
I am your best friend I don't think so You're not that smart Over and over it breaks my heart The cycle continues time for your crime The pain comes back in an ugly design
flew over the cuckoos nest And he cashed some buku checks But he was not mentally stable the crew new tech As a phenomenon but karma wanna noose dude's necks Designer
S to tha P Seh di gal dem know seh I'm a fly one A nuh just true diamond around mi neck the gal dem a cry, man Waiting up at night in a Vicky Secret designers
poison? Am I alive? There there don?t cry And I feel fine Choke and dissolve like a child I don?t mind There are two drinks on the table I trace the design
nigga with the fake I.D O.G., B.G., L.A., N.Y.C The matrix is radio and T.V [Chorus: Pharoahe Monch (& Ras Kass)] I see; designer glasses, titties
: awake at the bottom of the barrels we cry out so ashamed of our tears that we blame only ourselves that's when they win they keep us convinced to lift
The dark seems so bright tonight Keep me close, keep me warm The stars cast a mellow light Enough for a rose, a rose to be born Cry your tears of joy, cry
on a man 'Cause I'm not like that I'm physically crafted to be As fitting as McQueen But when it comes to clothing I'm bad I'm fashionably just designed
are really not real at all The more I learn, the more I learn The more I cry the more I cry As I say goodbye to the way of life I thought I had designed
a time. You can go search but you never could find, I promise you derrty I'm one of a kind. Mold is broken, the formulas mine. I killed the idea and destroyed the design
she starts Hear her cry Flight of the seabirds Scattered like lost words Wield to the storm and fly Fare thee well now Let your life proceed by it's own design
everyday And I'm frozen comin' right on time I froze my mind with that serious rhyme And I'm open comin' up inside You know, my mind has got a grand design
heart a thrill Don't you cry, when I say goodbye Baby, baby, carry on Don't you cry, when I say goodbye Baby, you're not alone Don't you cry, when