golden light Across a blackened sky All our hate is a product of a world... We created Ashen clouds obscure my brain Doubts begin to turn to shame Insecureness tears at
a Blackened Sky All our hate is a product of a world... We created Ashen clouds obscure my brain Doubts begin to turn to shame Insecureness tears at
You said I did you wrong you did me wrong we was both at fault And of course you lost me with your alibis and all of your talking And most important I
the pain The way you tell me that you want it, not saying a thing The way you got me going got me goin, out of my brain See us going at
ain't come for the glamour and glitz I came to fuck you up bad, get drunk, and find me a bitch So where you at girl, holla at the kid 'Fore I slay
you wanna go, when your life's in a mess? Where do you wanna be, when your brain's under stress? Be what you can be, cause you can impress, Down at Club
Where do you wanna go, when your life's in a mess? Where do you wanna be, when your brain's under stress? Be what you can be, cause you can impress, Down at
not [T-Pain] All this music got me going crazy, Can't even concentrate on my family (but I still gotta do it) Plus I gotta go thru all this family
what fun would that be, it And that's no fun But what's been wrong, I'll make all right Well right on, right on Feeding my brain addictions Leaving the
the truest Form to be true is all you ask but I'm foolish So your girlfriend is provokin' you to do it, so you doin' it Say you through will all my
in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box (hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot So heatbox all day in a nigga face and all you bitches
unto the dust From tracks to traps, slabs to raps Spread a little round', make it all come back Now open up your mind, as we unclog your brain And wipe
unto the dust From tracks to traps, slabs to raps Spread a little round', make it all come back Now open up your mind, as we unclog your brain And
drugs dog That shit aint fun So I suggest that u dont play with my chain Or ill send these hollow's at you Let them play with ya brain The streets is
I'm strapped Fuck wit real niggaz that'll cut ya throat And they don't drink Pepsi they just sell Coke All I do is talk dro its like my brain on drugs
gon' relax me I'm hands on nigga damn what you say All them games that you play don't stand a chance in the A nigga [Chorus] [Lil Scrappy] Roll up on yo block All
fall down hard again You better think twice before you come at me Right through your dome I can clearly see Hey little dog, you gonna bark all day?
'Cause you know you were born to lose Now he takes his place as one of the family All together different colours and lookin' so fine In the same place and at
