I can feel my order splitting through the heart ?dumping need and sending sickness to the gut? yeah now i'm feeling lovable to the point where noon is
We're at an age where the night spills after hours Experience wears thin from time and use I'm getting restless. I'm signing out It's been fun fighting
shooting, fleeting get onto the set at night play it and repeat it if you don't then the people won't get it tonight scripted, heard it don't it just
What's with tonight? Inspiration says to "write a song about tonight." Maybe a sound about abusers, a song about a loser, a song about lie. Should I
there's a lack of constant strangers hey hey well it's the same old story but a little different it's kind of crazy i was twisted around when it's strangled
Slap device on a weekend but don't call me superstitious when mirrors feel like glass and ladders build the bridges. Single out all the unseen and ugly
the only way you 'gon see Baby at a concert ya know [Chorus] [Mannie Fresh] Now do ya have more riches Than the sea got fishes Can you do more broads
the bitch out Sue me? I pay the lawyer for ya oh boy yeah Plus my style's ten to twenty fuckin pounds more I take you quicker than a picture of a punk
on the stage in her lingerie and I think I heard teh DJ call her Sauncerea body route around the pole on her hands and her knees 18 half black and half
staring back to see who's mugs I get a reaction from, usually the first thumb was from Proof and the rest of the group backed him up and no one lied to each other cause none
it's Saturday and I'd rather be chillin' But you wanna-take me with you to Karen Millen To buy a new dress cos we're goin for dinner But none of yours
nightmare So who's right? None of ya'll is dead wrong Unbelievably pig-headed, closed, and headstrong. Now they're alone Cause they ain't never gonna realise That christianity has more
tha Police' in the tape deck You should listen to me cuz there's more to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities The other color don
me? It's a blackout Blackout, blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout If you getting money, pull your cash out! (Verse 2- Meek Mill) Diamond in my chain, Whoopi Goldberg, black as shit Black
or the other) this how we do it [Priest:] I hide my face like the elephant man Follow you Reach out of long black sleeves with skeleton hands Touch rappers
June Start the summer off, floating wit the guts maroon +Ricky Schroder+ paint job, colored +Silver Spoon+ Boys in black guts, black paint, midnight coon Black
Some is bout it, most individuals plots and run the spots, some choose to stay to theyselves While others have no cares and stay in jail More than fifty
shadows Feel the power within you Feel the flame inside of me Your face will show no more fear and your severe look will turn no more light in your days
