Can someone save me, from this hell I've made? Can someone save me, before it's too Late nights have driven me insane From you, I feel so far away I
can someone save me from this hell I've made? can someone save me before it's too: late nights have driven me insane. from you, I feel so far away. I'
Übersetzung: Eighteen Visions. A Long Way Home.
can someone save me from this hell I've made? can someone save me before it's too: late nights have driven me insane. from you, I feel so far away. I
taught me how to smoke herb, I followed them when they ran numbers So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a
inside of me? (1st Verse) I'm giving em a dilemma? The coming of a killer, the phantom of all niggas who wanna be "Nina"? But listen? I kill a bitch in a vision
just so overwhelmed by its sheer imensity, I had to pop myself a beer Yes, on these hallowed grounds, open ten to eight on weekdays, in a little shrine under a
Know the science be my Goddess The facts tell gats sell like sex and violence And break the project silence, a vision This is way beyond four corners,
Boys bring it on home, bring it on home Bad Boys Heh, I'm 'bout to do Santa Dimengo on a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a
so overwhelmed by its sheer intensity I had to pop myself a beer Yes, on these hallowed grounds, open ten to eight on weekdays In a little shrine under a
They taught me how to smoke herb I followed them when they ran numbers So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a
crossfire for crumbs Know the science be my Goddess The facts tell gats sell like sex and violence And break the project silence, a vision This is way
s Vision slightly off, they keeping one with the froth Learning pussy, john protection, court minister, three six zeros Spillin treble, a bow and arrow in hands of a
I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe
. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised figure on a crucifix. As if the stone fool might be
They taught me how to smoke herb, I followed them when they ran numbers So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a
