because I hate myself more and more every time I fall asleep, it's still a wonder that I can with everything following me. I want to blow my head off
morning because I hate myself more and more every time I fall asleep, it's still a wonder that I can with everything following me. I want to blow my head off
frooze I pose like a poster, he's closer than close I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty But I'mma put thirty inside him and leave early And
pose like a poster, he's closer than close I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty but I'ma put thirty inside him and leave early And just when
static 'cause my boys got juice Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads Where a shoot out jumped off mine people lay dead It sounded like it happend with
can't cope my existence is hope for younger teens who lost in their world Earlier this year I buried my queen in a gold casket Your mother's the closest
safe kicked me down with cold cash Knew I would get busy- He didn't waste time to ask Word Continued clockin' freaks with emcee posterior Rollin' in allmenn blazer with
's early and my hair is dirty Teeth as if beneath a highlighter, just not pearly Peeling armhairs harm their relation to the band-aid The mucas formation
are carpenters' wives Don't know how it all got started I don't know what they're doin' with their lives But me, I'm still on the road Headin' for another
s closer than close I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty But I'ma put thirty inside him and leave early And just when I went to fill him with
vet with bent flashback Me clutching a 30 OD, burn village laughing Gas mask latched in, signal for the whirly Worm killer bird on the set, I flex early
are carpenter's wives Don't know how it all got started I don't know what they're doin' with their lives But me, I'm still on the road Headin' for another
themselves who'll suffer the effects of their filthy labour? * The wealthy obscene with their obscene wealth Applaud the carnage from their grandstand
off, wax on My calm is bringin' a storm from the night until the early morn' I got so many styles, forget the grape with wine Life Force on the mic an
their ranks CHORUS Where are they now? Where are they now? I raised you to your feet, with your hand inside my own We set off upon a journey, each
