discontent Declare all the lines as heaven sent Weeding out the sickness I can feel Tell me all night how it can't be real Spend all night caring only
t understand so they despise Hey troubadour we?re waiting for you Will your words bring redemption for the times? For all the faded reputations The poets, the sinner and their crimes
It's strange all the ways We suffer everything in trade Like the trails we impose to disappear Find I've strayed from the course of least resistance
Bloodshot eyes when I look at my past I never meant to be the last one to see Thatt I'm always falling We're not alone like we sometimes feel I'm falling
Why destroy every sacred sign Breathe smoke swallow tainted water We rise trample the earth with heavy awkward feet And nothing happens fast enough for
Suck up the lies as I'm spitting out the truth inside these tired eyes Silk stalk perpetuates the sterile tide I see outside Milk sober sycophants with
See she stands alone Reliving every word you've said Sign your name so obvious It's further than you know Too proud to let it go It's real sometimes
The wounds are dressed and it?s said and done No other side it?s over Trying breathing Still we suffer all the same We are bleeding Only emptiness remains
I see your eyes and the cause and effect Who takes the blame and the disrespect we Strip away the goals we're forever reaching Another page from a shattered
No light to shine on this one I'm through if I've begun Finished with this life Your words are just a virus to me I'm a past your token sympathy There
Command and repose and perfect posture Set up to segregate afflictions we foster The words fall dead, slip down the side The wounded risen up and taken
City Jesus I pack a tre-deuce, got a army bout the size of Babe Ruth We hit em Rugged even if it's unplugged for thug lifers We be the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime
love to act up The first to bomb we rob niggaz I can be, lost in my own mind To be the boss only thought's grip on chrome nines Niggaz get tossed up,
it was cool cause I love you Fuck what they talkin bout Let me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nine Introduced me to this life of crime, but
a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for me He's only here to be sure I don't drop a dime to God bout the crimes he's commitin on the poor
girlfriend, though we seperated at times I knew deep inside, baby girl would always be mine Picked you up when you was nine, started out my life of crime
, some officers are gettin rich Whoopin on thugs and robbin drug dealers for they shit As far as jealousy, bein a celebrity No matter who committed the crime
