Postcard from Mars, having your fill You can't see the harm in a little pill See what you've done, biding your time Making my world unthoughtful sunlight
wish I could start my life from scratch, Change everything i've done in the past, I'd do it really fast, I'd be the last with a laugh, And be reborn again
yeah check out the rhyme Come in a the come in a the party Concious vide everbody feeling hearty No me newer fret because no one came ever harm me
**** **** like Buggsy Seagal again, I'm in the ringle again I do it all legal again I can't lose you won't win, respect the boss If you run up, you gettin' done
between black and white I disappear Circled around the stone until I landed here I'm done dying for the past I'm done dying for the past I'm done dying I'm done
had done this, he answered these words to me: "This is the only way I can be save from her, only this can guarantee, that she will not rise again, because
you at the ICU again? When you gonna drink and smoke, drive home again When you gonna call the bouncer a fuckhead Never learn from one mistake you've done
maybe Maybe too much thinking's bad Well, my mind takes no prisoners, pities no one Spares not even me till the harm is done Here I go again, the night
I'm able Well I chose this love completely When you took away the charm Set your mind on breaking burdens Said you done no one no harm I feel a
again Tell him wait right here for me Or try again tomorrow" I'm gonna kick tomorrow I'm gonna kick tomorrow Jane says, ?Have you seen my wig around? I feel
cause me no pain? Wrong again, wrong again I thought my karma might protect me From any harm you might subject me to That my heart could be ruled by my brain Wrong again
, you're on TV again You must put up a happy face Your mother told you to And now you see you found him Or was it him that found you? It feels like you
have to stay I've done no harm, I keep to myself There's nothing wrong with my state of mental health I like it here with my childhood friend Here they come, those feelings again
nutritionist, the abolitionist I revolutionize the music like a fucking revolutionist Busta Rhymes will stay snapping while bitches keep on yapping When my shit is done, you fuckers start clapping, what the happened Rhymes feel
like Buggsy Seagal again, I'm in the ringle again I do it all legal again, I can't lose you won't win, respect the boss If you run up, you gettin done
You take me to a place with you That only I feel safe to say That I'm in love with you In your arms feels like no harm could be done to me The way
love To make me rise above And like the prodigal son Thy will be done It's been some years I fear Since I to Him drew near I feel no pain inside The
hung Trying to breath like black'll collapse your lungs Young chump you could choke off the web I spun I done cleared 'em out from the threat I brung You done