enough said, it's bloodshed, believe that shit nigga 'Cause we that sick nigga, you see that bitch, get her 'Cause he that snitch nigga, so squeeze that's it, figure That
the type that come at me And shoot one at me, Tryna set it, Then get another nigga to dead it Outlaws we 'trol heat Ya cold feet remain frozen As Hussein
She?s in her frozen painting I?ll sing you anything I would swing from anything I would give you everything To not leave you hanging half remaining.
She's in her frozen painting I'll sing you anything I would swing from anything I would give you everything To not leave you hanging, half remaining
the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony's side Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge Some say they remain frozen high upon that icy
with a nigga That?s right, show you right, alright That?s right, show you right, alright That?s right, show you right, alright That?s right, show you right, alright That
remain in the distance So much on my mind that I can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that
and so many place s and so many faces that the only way that I could ever get you all together would be to die So you could ask what's the point of makin
the new century with their own prophecy The century of amends You see I deal with the premise that all children are ours And that we all travel the same path It's just that
the tank You look in a man's eyes, that's how you really tell his rank Not the size of his account, check him, he might bounce It's all on the line,
ya) Will you get your girlfriend back, as if I know that I can only tell you where your soul is headed And will remain eternally embedded, the rest
up Kamikazes don't tell lies With that watermelon foot bath they minds collide Bitch, my knees been bald headed so download that Ridin' on a zamboni in
all day of his home in Tennessee, and before nightfall, a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee. There wasn't a breath in that land of death, and
The devils tricked us, that's the worst lie Peace God for real, not a spook nor a ghost Not unseen but seen and heard most of all I'm God, control nine
the ex-con that made it the farthest (Yup) Until the day that I lay with the martyrs Or until the day I'm parlaying, playing with my sons and my daughters I'mma remain
was his momma's rent His young brother's clothes, my nephew's food And with that I suppose and with that I froze Now my life is frozen in time behind
feel with a brand new mind When something innocent inside has died And all that was cherished The things that matter most Are now withering ghosts that they slew The raped remaining
Deep down within me words live in phases Frozen and still till they decide To melt and drag over the pages And to that moment they live inside My words