the time Pull me down, pull me down Pull me down Fight myself this game I play How many bridges will I burn today Sinking to the depths of my own hell
time Pull me down, pull me down Pull me down Fight myself this game I play How many bridges will I burn today Sinking to the depths of my own hell
let it hurt, some talk dirt And be the first slangin' hertz Freestylin' of the hum of the birds Fall back when I shine on my shine, two shows follow
flesh Any last requests before you meet your maker? Sew what you reap a wake up Shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker I'll take you straight to hell and
let it hurt. some talk dirt, and be the first slangin hertz. Freestylin of the hum of the birds. Fall back when I shine on my shine, two shows follow
