drift,i reminisce, i remember my fans like my first kiss Being young you follow your dream, You wanna be a star from a cover of a magazine, as things take toll
build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When
toll taggin, collectin plenty paper And if a nigga was strugglin, I'll probably pull a 'caper These niggaz is haters and they smilin in my face Tappin
: [Verse 1:] Now ever since I took my wife's hand for my life span I feel like I've been spendin more time with my mic stand and my pipe man Things are
: When others left before I could bear to turn away Now that it's come to this Is there nothing left to say? I've never known before Such exquisite suffering
friends hey go my way Pay your toll sell your soul pound for pound it costs more than gold The longer you stay the more you pay my white lines go a long
it's toll girl This silence is cold We're stuck at a dead end I'm startin' to wonder Did I say something wrong? I keep askin' the question Will you turn
Now my dreams have surely passed, Inner voices haunt my numbered days Darkness calls me with her laughs Torn between life and death inertia Fills my
to toll. The mass begins sing familiar hymns, man in black has his back to the crowd. Spreads his wings and turns around, as my heart begins to pound
Tolls still left to pay If there was a road to heaven Made of gold or made out of clay Would the Angels wave me up the hill Or in my mirror just fade
: Wooden walls around my mind My soul has left memories behind We walk around like ghosts Like puppets on a string of despair As bells toll - a
jackass! Yea You! You got to love me sooo good! Yea, yea you can depend on me Depending on, if my water's on... if my pipe's unglogged
all of my loving and affection I'll make my way Like I always do Nothing to say So you refuse all I give all of my loving and affection I'll make my
Bis Malam, hallelujah On the other hand I lust for flesh in my quest for gouda Shaboombala boopy time, I choose and the coochie?s mine My booze through
the promise of death Cold winds from their icy hearts... turn us all to dust Will breaker, courage taker Leading us on, leading us nowhere Taking its toll
yo I stick my head out speedin', deep breathin' My eyes closed, I done it Fires of hell is jumpin' Babylon the greatest toll, The Harlot Woman Turn back
my domain You lame sucker, you fuckin no-name Takin up my airtime, with that WEAK WACK FULLA FULLA BULLSHIT RHYME so step off roach, or get stepped upon Because my
never turn, never like you I will never do like you desire We are not the same, never like you I cannot stand being lied in my face We've paid the toll
