sitting on chrome Signing autographs taking thousands of pictures Counting in I'm getting richer Slow Pain t-shirts Slow Pain hats Slow Pain CD'
it making looooooovvveee, I know she wanna touch me, Tell me that you love me, She can't get enough... I ran into a shawty other day, her a** swoll,
s first letter there's been need for another one Cause the other one was compromised by a cover up another one Cause some of us Thought Paul was sending... wait Slow
see a tear fall slow down her black cheek Sheddin quiet tears in the back seat; so when she asked me, "What would you do if it was you?" Couldn't answer such a horrible pain
seems like reality; there'll never be peace long as there's fiends on these Cali streets Even on the other side brothers die, but ride ni**az get high off a slow
a good friend. To the heart and mind (to the heart and mind), Ignorance is kind (kind). There's no comfort in the truth. Pain is all you'll find. Alex
fuck up" "Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down" "You see that brick house right there" "That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up" "I'ma get in the other
if you incapable, Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin' Betta plead to bloody Jesus Watch how the majesty control it Don't let it go slow
: One heart one other They met last summer One move she started Now they love this way The pain of pleasure Lying together You're at their mercy
shops and cold ivory towers Eye and eye, they toast to the Caesars Forcing down the drinks of Decembers And I know when she spins in a slow pain All
workin? for a thousand years Chippin? away at this chain of my own lies Climbin? a wall a hundred miles high Well I woke up this morning on the other
raise up high or slow descending (is the question after death) Death is a forecourt to hell, where the lost of humanity dwell [x 2] In the realm of the other
So hard to get through to you Crosstown traffic I dont need to run over you Crosstown traffic All you do is slow me down And Im tryin to get on the other
be Speed it up slow it down then screw it Don't bite the pole because I got that blew it Run through the crew or some whole other new shit Knew this bitch
pain of his torture Then i ran a bath with the warm water Saying things like "yeah yeah, fine fine we know" But time don't go slow when you are living
ice when i'm full of pain it don't matter what i feel inside as long as the job i'm working gets done on time the boss man says works getting slow pack
up to ask behind Only deep inside my soul There was a question - why But as I - grow I saw the pain And cries - nothing beared Asking why - holy terror Never dies - slow
? i said hell yea and who wanta to know (me) in slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud puddle full of blood left for dead the pain starts to spread