Yes indeed, it's the mix king, Ron G I got somethin', the world ain't ready for New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta D.C., Detroit, New Orleans, y'all
she was younger, her daddy died when she was younger Her moms let her do what she please, an' seen no one loved her Her eyes shined of love, a diamond
Stickin' all you Bay Ridge Benzes I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district Tiffany's, pretty Valentine brick is on the second floor balcony Gems is magnificent, diamonds
throats like inhale smoke Forever ready like nine volt, batteries Lost casualties, ricochet through ya anatomy Another tragedy, wit my family cause catastrophe From Queens them Kings
grands, and you know that's what I do best man so I'm back at it You already know Chamillinator, Major Pain, the Mixtape Messiah, King Koopa, Let's get
to get to the grands, and you know that's what I do best man so I'm back at it You already know Chamillinator, Major Pain, the Mixtape Messiah, King
start Sometimes you feel that you have no control We'll run for cover, under this roof we will be warm Right by your side together we'll wait out the storm
(Chorus2x) my president is black my mayback too and ill be goddamned if my diamonds aint blue my moneys dark green and my porche is light gray im headed
The storm was gone, but dark clouds still hung around The perfect setting for things to come, late afternoon She was still in bed after her visit to the
into the dark, Abigail was following the sound And there she was: THE CHILD It was clearly a ghost... the ghost from the gate in the storm "Little girl
have you been my dear? I'm Brandon Henry and I serve the master here" Through a maze of gloomy hallways and candles black Safe from the storm she followed
Outside the leaves are slowly falling from the trees Black clouds are moving in, a storm is coming on Inside the confessional, angel and I are playing
, baby Can you take what I can give? Sacrifice your paradise Love me where I live (spoken) I call this Salvation Armani. (sung) You can't get me off with diamonds
you, I knew I would bend you, over, not sayin' it's about that It's about us blending like vocals on ill tracks Classic, like a novel by Stephen King
Music: Symphony X Lyrics: Allen Ancient lands, lost in time Storms of sand, walls of lime Surround this mask of death I wear Awakened by intruder souls
* also featured on sway and king tech's "this or that" [a.g.] Check it out now I work the angles like, off the cushion in the sidepocket Electrifying
fuck is you sayin' [Eminem:] Fuck, it's fucking raining, shit, it's lightening Bitch, it's thundering, cause I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin
that you getting it now in the prescient confessin it now I can?t fuck wit the rest of you clowns faggot (Hitchcock) I am the silence before the storm