I reach out to you but you're gone. You sound so far away. How'd we grow so apart? Hello, Hello I can't hear you My connection's gone. Heard you crashed
At first just a shadow in the distance Creeping up the holler with a gun A moonlit silhouette but for an instant Waiting for the rising of the sun. He
Black shapes flying through the western sky No sun, no moon, no stars that shine. Nothingness that reigns down like a plague And casts dismay across
The weight of being born Into exile is gone And so I gaze avidly the mortal architect Wolfram on Eighth Day Movie Showtime ticks Nude topless fake foxy
You called and said, I need a friend to listen For it's all gone awry The distance was great But was it too late to reach out, To help and not deny?
Got to work, need to play, jack into the might. What he chose, strike the pose, feel like shit tonight. Light a smoke, have a drink, wear the jester'
Life is cheap if you got no cash You can pay lay away Let that money be your game Sure you want to play. Borrow against what you don't have Pay it down
So you left the town that you grew up in A change of scene won't do you in Nothing wrong with some innocent sin. You're not working anyway So what if
only heaven’s right above it We onnnn ‘Cause we onnnn [Drake] Who else really tryna fuck with Hollywood Cole? I’m with Marley G, bro Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood
running in circles, I hurt myself, Just to find my purpose. Everything was so worthless, I didn't deserve this, But to me you were perfect. I was running in circles
[Verse 1 - Drake] Who else really try'na fuck with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley Gee, bro Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I want
things And the joy Give some good food Give me some cute shoes Give me some peace of mind Give me some sunshine Give me some blue skies Runnin' 'round in circles
tattooed angels Have brought me back today I'm a wasted boy, empty master plan Been stuck inside this lonely room again You get paranoid, see vultures circling
North, raise your thumbs up nigga North, north in this thang and you know we running thangs Everybody raise your thumbs, everybody show your gangs March in a circle
(Jamie Madrox) Festival or ??, what's that you're holdin? Turn full circle, face to face with the omen. when I split you open i go for you heart and spit
*Gunshots* (Jamie Madrox) Festival of Samhein What's that your holding? Turn full circle, face to face with the Omen When I split you open I go
around this thorough sh-t, cause you ain't gotta question no guessing who's giving your girl dick Earl Shank, OG, rode around the World with media circle
til they feet hurtin (all night) cause I stack cheese cheese I'm whatever its gonna be be Uh, and its all to the good Never been Hollywood cause I stand
