I have the fear that dreams are all I'll have that's Left to me These things, all these things These things have I These things, all these things There things
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I have the fear that dreams are all I'll have that's left to me These things all these things These things have I These things all these things There things
what put me in here dig deep don't think you ever get to the place where they buried me the last glimpse that I have fragments, pieces of some things
’all The motivation for me was them telling me what I couldn’t be, Oh well, [Jay-Z] This a special dedication, I wanna thank you for the fuel, No really
) like Spike Holdin 40s, gettin green on acres, these broads were our mules That's when we used to serve in front of Com'wealth School Fuel for cars and
It's all the same thing Now that it ever was Except now you've strayed too far Need you to stop digging your hole And follow the path we light Don’t need
over stuffed Finally Famous bitch, there aint a f-cking thing thats over us So take that check out and owe it up Man I turned impossible possible And what these
up, makes me so proud I believe in this feeling Well you've lost all the things That sharing could bring Thought you were doing right But violence and flames And torches and chains are fueling These
in the streets When I'm eatin' or feedin' my daughter to not come and speak to me I don't know you and no I don't owe you a mutha' fuckin' thing I'm
with this curse to just curse And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve All this tension dispensin' these
sweating off what we do to resusitate Members only rock, so mother fuck debate It's hot shit [Prevail] Prevail, Mad Child, Saukrates Who would've thought all these
Two hundred horse-power under the hood Junk in the trunk very far from damaged goods Designer frames with windshields that stay tinted The most beautiful thing
When it's dark, danger falls across the plateau Unmaskin' your deceit, in the streets that sat low These stompin' grounds are known to bring misfortune Fueled
feeling mixed signals like Morse code My soul start to grow colder than the North Pole I try to focus on the hole of where the torch goes In the tradition of these
this all black phantom it's .. out maybach spitter, wobble ... dreams all the drivers and the truckers make their ride ... can really speak about it, we did a lot of things
Put the mic on B-LAST and let me say some shit [Chorus] [Aceyalone] Never runnin out of things to say.. Never runnin out of things to say, say
