clock's gone back again, I'll pretend it's nothing if you just stop Just stop Why don't you ever stop? Just stop (you're bugging me) Why don't you ever stop
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It turns invisible again The black and white woman With the blackest eyes I've ever seen As she disappears, Inside me something goes wrong It's like
I don't wish to stop! No! As the light rises from the ground Everybody's going crazy spinning around The brand new dream that is coming true You smiling
nigga rock Cause we 'bout to eat real shit, not shit slop Nigga can't say shit about this hip-hop Cause I build dudes lanes while at pit stop Built
flow Im emotional I hug the block Im so emotional I love my glock Cash rules everything around me So whats realer Bout the scriller so call me a ghost
gettin got whether you try to avoid it or not, apology not accepted boy, Detroit is a rock, we get to beefing, aint no telling at what point it will stop
God hoping that he's listenin Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin Now pay attention, rest in peace father I'm a ghost in these
, in your eyes now, look afraid A demon, your ghost eyes Watching me run through our lives A soft look, in silence Misery come and find us Well don't try to stop
shaking I can feel you shaking on your knees There's no stopping me You're addicted to what I've become My heart is racing I can't stop chasing after you Your heart stops
She wakes up when I sleep To talk to ghosts like in the movies If you don't follow what I mean I sure don't mean to be confusing They say when she laughs
to the life we knew. One last long embrace. Let go and walk on through. I'm leaving everything behind for a peace that I can't find. The ghosts that
INSIDE YOUR HEAD GOD IS DEAD, HE'S JUST A MONSTER UNDER YOUR BED GOD IS DEAD, HE'S JUST A VOICE INSIDE YOUR HEAD GOD IS DEAD, HE'S JUST A GHOST UNDER
somethin' like this Ah-ha, I'm Vision-Quest, Fresh Fest era terror Krush Groovin like a low budget movie I'm Wild Style like Lee Quinones, stop ridin'
gonna go ghost town, This motown, With yo sound You're in the place You gonna bite the dust Can't fight with us With yo sound You kill the INC. So dont stop
'll push up on a bitch Y'all sweet like ninety-nine bananas That's why I got ninety-nine niggaz wit ninety-nine hammers They all want a nigga to stop
