should i just give up now and fade away? well, just breathe to drive home cuz your lungs are my engine don't hold me so close cuz your lies are my venom
weight of my body as my voice strains densensatized from beauty scenes the enemy is the fear that falls inbetween insomniac i sleep awake displaced from my
New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new bluejeans My
that money man) [Verse 3: Skip] Man fuck them other niggas Cause i'm down for my niggas I'm about to blaze with the Mac and spit rounds for my niggas
happened But the river-boat captain, he knows my fate But ev'rybody else, even yourself They're just gonna have to wait. Well, I got the fever down in my
Orleans they call the rising sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I'm one. My mother was a tailor, she sowed these new blue jeans My
take flight. I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight. My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night Leaving all of love's ashes behind me. The wind knocks my
through a busted speaker Blaring, blasting, advertising, distorted beyond reason Into the street where petty crime-coats shadow panic drunkards, Half out of the taxi cab the barker seized my
the future Underneath the ceiling There were tears in the sky And the clouds in your eyes were just cover For your thighs were the cushions Of my love and yours for each other
: Memory, fading out Its presence still lingers in my mind Listen to your inner voice There's no escape, there's no other choice A foolish fate
on - 2nd) Let me see my, my dogs [growls] Let me hear my, my dogs [Barks] [DMX (Over Chorus)] Uh, What, Uh, My Baby, My, Baby, That's my baby COME ON
riddim, when she come in Face full of arguing Another nice night in ruin Remembering back when we were just into each other Now we just injure each other
to the other side Agony's your friend Come out I will lead the way In life there is no sense [Chorus:] You're my victim,you're my prey, I will get you
for the love of the dollar They turned snakes on each other like my mother and father I beat everything, every angle, every agenda Many pretenders attempt to enter my
hit you with a bang-bang And then boogie when your body drops, hops Give me my props, who got my props, you got my props? You don't want to see a shorty
service?a life in ruin Shattered so slowly?ever so completely I?ve given so much?it?s stolen my soul I?m nothing at all?it defines my being The pleasures
or two, that's what the hell I do You other niggaz claimin' Camp, nigga fuck you This is a game, and I'm in it, my nigga Lipp'll fuck you up in a minute