And still we waste our lives for lack of better words i've come undone again and i know its already been said no hope for me so save your fucking
change of heart. And suddenly, his conscience comes into play... ("Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this") [Dr. Dre] Alright, stop! (Huh?) Now before
like writing but I will stick this pencil in your ass before I bite ya shit Pause, inhale hell n kush, us and Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push
warm How will I get through this storm? At night, I pray before I sleep in hope of finding you I've opened up my heart, I want you to come through I close
right out of me Soul sucker You bite down deeper your tongue can cut a heart out you've passed the point of return The storm lightens get ready for
We start with Bellini's and end with Patron shots H. Lorenzo belt buckle from Chrome Heart A-life tag popper It'd be sad not to walk out the store with
jail till 2027 Rather see me in a cell in Stead of this new McLaren God'll take you through hell just to get you to heaven So even know its heavy the
re the fire that keeps me warm How will I get through this storm? At night I pray before I sleep in hope of finding you I've opened up my heart, I want
ice on the arm Nights when I storm, snipin' your moms, right from the Bronx Mic in the palm, it's the ghetto God I rip a nigga heart out his frame, while
tip I like writing but I will stick this pencil in your ass before I bite ya shit Pause, inhale hell n kush, us and Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal
ring Howled out their woes to the homeless snows Oh God! How I loathed the thing. And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow. But
, soul sucker Soul, soul sucker You bite down deeper Your tongue can cut my heart out You've passed the point of return The storm lightens Get ready
no healer in truth, she plays no part When money's got you in your pocket where can she put your heart She led a charmed life so I believe Before she
2027 Rather see me in the cell then Instead of this new McLaruen God will take you through hell, just to get you to heaven So even tho it's heavy, the
the pain will be worthwhile (From storm clouds, Come angels, Let pain give you pleasure From dirt roads, to flowers, when faith can be measured From storm
all don't wanna see none of this West Coast MC shit Yeah, how you like me now motherfucker? Terror starts, in the midst of your heart, starts The storm
sky is always dark. The calm before the storm. There was no time to warn. Got to keep brewing on. The water's coming in, into my heart before there was
, he raved in a Balrog howls Upon a storm firstborn of sin Incensed anew, rebellions tore Like frenzied beasts of prey Through temple doors Through east before