after time Metal kisses stone Tired lungs breathe in The dust of her birth, and his eyes shed a tear "Arianna, I grow weary; My vision grows dimmer, My hammer
These hammers and strings been following me around From a box filled garage to the dark punk rock clubs Of 1000 American towns And my friend calls me
Don?t You Forget, just who I am. Don?t you forget, what?s in our way. Glass walls; that separate me from these paper floors; that I?ve been falling through
These hammers and strings Been following me around From a box filled garage To the dark punk rock clubs Of 1000 American crowds And my friend calls me
mouth! (Yeah! I'm a SouthSide nigga, niggaz know what I'm about!) Shut ya BloodClot Mouth! (YEAH!) (Niggaz stunt I'll bring dem hammers out, we airing
the mud Got a long haired woman, she got royal Indian blood Everybody get ready - lift up your glasses and sing Everybody get ready to lift up your glasses
with this hammer in hand One more drink oughta ease the pain Starin? at that last link in the chain Well let?s raise our glass and let the hammer fly
: A swine An addict A slave To that accel forward Till you just burn, till wreck And now your falling Pain potions getting well Though they hammer you
m Outfit, hamma! Singularly. Unbelievably. Hamma. You know that you are exaggerated hamma. Why didn't you remain? You are hamma. You are hamma mamma
for that white They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm n hammer In the kitchen with the pots yeah work the glass Hard on em pimp yeah i work
her brother They raise a glass of amber wine take pictures of each other of the policemen in the fountains and the sickle and the hammer and they came
he drove the taxi in the hallway Shootin' niggas down if they clothes is tacky Get an 18 or brick and my clothes is khaki And the Porsche got a glass
We'll let our voices slowly fade and ring out Crystal chandeliers hang Crystal chandeliers hang Gently swaying with our bodies, fall down Race upon us, hammer
I know your roll call I should take it as a sign and forget it all but not much is black or white or straight forward Barr another invite, watch the wall Another glass
the sledge hammer and I thump yo back to make my scratch I let bullets fly Cuz' i'm crooked, like Robert Gibsons eye You can't see me like tinted glass
Wrong key. Lock clicks. She drops her coat and scarf in the entry and kicks off those...vixen shoes. She shuffles to the kitchen and pours a glass of
crack, seen wifey layin with some nigga mumblin shit, he had one hand on her ass and she was rubbin his dick, toastin wine glasses Cherry scented candles
mother Snatch your brother, scrap you down You know the deal, when we do this, chill Catch me in Brazil, ratchet on, little glass of Tequil' I sware to