and slangin' the high bitual Deadly rituals fill my head, nothin' spiritual Bullets filled up bodies like hands from my physical I got touched by the hot hands of bitter fools
As black as the night can get Everything is safer now There's always a way to forget Once you learn to find a way how In the blur of serenity Where did
Dell, murderess world wind of wit get the worse of I break it down bit by bit Yet, a nerve my graphics cause seizures you slur, and your memory blurs
get loose and so do bra straps Power, money and sex drive good raps Freaks emerge in a twilight with party pack Of hydros alcohol blurred eye sight From
like I do With the urge to bug, she gave me a nervous hug And when I heard the slugs What I saw on the blur was thugs Tryin to soak my fur with blood
you're just an enemy to me Don't speak to me, I'm high not high enough to not feel the pain Of being betrayed, played, portrayed for a fool That shit
girls, I hope boys Understand what I'm quoting, I'm not joking Or freaking, this is a Queen speaking Wise words, when I'm done I leave your eyes blurred
biaaatch. [verse 1:] Things just ain't the same for Osama, Since the World Trade Bombings, And the Pentagon got the world calling Me to kill all of congress, like...[blurred
like that and that's the way it is Disillusion is the word That's used by me when I'm not heard I just go through life with my glasses blurred It's
you come from Or where you goin', sucka So I'll work the grave shift To keep my head on tight Stayin' out of sight And dodgin' all these would-be fights From these jealous ol' fools
other side Thinking that in your shoes I'll be satisfied. first admiration, then contemplation tricking my mind... cause I know that photographs lie Well photographs lie they fool
Standin' on the corner of Stuart and the Avenue Rippin' up my transfer And a photograph of you You're a blur on my dead past and rottin' existence As
night, They're only charging a buck fifty for imperial pints, And I'm feeling alright, this place is kind of cool man, I'm hoping tonight, nobody acts the fool
(Woohoo) And the people sing (Woohoo) And the times are good You say I'm acting like a beggar I call it killing the fool You carry more baggage than
This life goes by so damn fast It feels just like a blur Of the places we just drove on past and the people that we were. I set cruise control on my
Works On You. A Major Voice, Forked In An Eastern Block States What Is True Is What You've Heard But What They've Heard Is Slightly Blurred. Subterflige
