become of me? I've been waiting for a signal Waiting for a sign Praying for a single song with a catchy rhyme To take me out of limbo Maybe this could
m hidin' out, so my meals is home cooked I deal wit more ho's than a chinese phone book Your high with your messed up ratchets I'm out blowin' haze bags
: My days are grey like dead snow A fire's burning in my soul Why should I kneel lying in pain My death is real this day In solitude I could not
asleep Dat's why when mi pager start beep she seh Beenie..... [Chorus] [Verse 3: Shawnna] You know I'm use to sippin that Grey Goose And pushin the grey
me Time after time If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting Time after time After my pictures fades And darkness has turned to grey Watching through
in love Saturday wait And Sunday always comes too late But Friday never hesitate... Dressed up to the eyes It's a wonderful surprise To see your shoes and your spirits rise Throwing out
and get it soon I'm waiting on the fire escape I'm not exactly well I'm neither red nor black nor white I'm grey and blown to hell Tin machine Tin machine
: (with Dirty Money feat. Lil Wayne) [Lil Wayne] Love is the party, my heart is such a disco ball She's inline waiting My guest list too long I told
hello means good-bye someday All precious moments laid to waste And all the good times washed away Save up your smiles Wait for the impending crash Days will be grey
t know where the light shines It's a grey dawn rising on a green hill And there's so much behind us I don't know where we go I sure feel there's something out
the way That the wind can turn the tide And these shadows turn From purple into grey For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day
with so much T-N-T We may blow, no, not even C-P-R from the EMT Can help you to resuscitate, You bustas must be flustered, wait You can't cut the mustard
One day I'ma die, mama don't cry Ain't no heaven up in the sky One day I'ma fade away And set the world on fire, watch the sky turn grey [x2] I was born
everything in the eye Rock an eightball jacket in the middle of july [Shawn Wiggs] Verbal slaughter, grey goose and vitamin waters Slumped in the gym, throwing the dumbells all out
: Desiree's in disarray waiting for her angels to come Where she used to feel the weight of a thousand lifetimes Now she just feels numb But there was
get down, it's like this, down like how Man I black out the pressure I fade out the sound I get down and it's like this Mourn into it Another grey day
and no one But you drives away The pain of the grey Is anybody out there waiting Anybody out there for me Is anybody out there searching Anybody out there
: I get up and look at the clock Stumble out, check my teeth to see if they've rot Brush em now, looking out for the hair of the dog Hunt em down, on