deathwish. And all my epiphonies that branded me and broke my knees Confirms me into the deathwish. Misfits for free, a gravity pure expression tears and
headed. Kill them, burn them, we'll be left seedless men. It was diseased, I was left just to see it. The rotting flesh. My teeth were all broken from
big enough and I... Can't burn can't burn my blood Can't burn can't burn my God Thought I was still unborn But they've pulled me out and they've
3rd I'll better miss my red socks - before I miss you Go out of my way - there's no place for you And if I thought that you could burn my heart - I
Yeah... [Verse 1 - T-Pain] Broke up with my girl last night so I went to the club (so I went to the club) Put on a fresh white suit and a Minicos
When I'm all broke down Heading for disaster And I'm spinning round Trying to find a clue And my head is tired Searching for the answer Can't figure out
And set the house on fire Just gonna stand there and watch me burn??? That's alright because I like the way it hurts..! Just gonna stand there and hear
, in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays, and straight through your radio waves it plays and plays, 'till it stays stuck in your head for days and
brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose His
you (hoe) Mad at your riches, now she switched, turned miserable Cause she wanna dress like Bonnie, Robin and Crystal do But Crystal's single, Bonnie's broke and
don't you feel like that creates *static* a tension between East and West? *static* He's talking about killing people *static* I had sex with your wife and
in these last days and times I takes mines so serious Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the sickness If I fail, then I suffer, bein broke is hell
feelin' me more than you in your own 'hood And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back 'cause they know you just rappin' and you don
niggas feelin' me more than you in your own 'hood And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back 'cause they know you just rappin' and
Death hue falling on the faces of the streets lost children as the mortar fire broken in Nights cold, slipping through the cracks breaking through the
man is proud But behind his modest smile lies the grief Only one picture of his brave son remains It seems that the vicious circle Can never be broken
burn the books they've got too many names and psychoses all this incriminating evidence would surely haunt me if someone broke into my house suits in
to the end. The smell of sulfur never fails to sooth the nerves. You're going to fill the air with ash, and feel every second of the burn. A cleansing
