3 cigarettes deeper and deeper I've been drinking more and eating less It's a mess without you laying here It's a mess without you laying here I know
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hear trumpets ringing in my head before I go to sleep Takes me back way back when we were young and we were friends Now I'm home alone smokin' cigarettes
show you something I got to show you something youll never sleep again Never sleep again, never sleep again, never sleep again Four walls, no windows, no fucking cigarettes
money away And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin And together they harvested Galveston Bay In the morning 'fore the sun come up He'd kiss his sleeping
intense And all ya' got up in ya' pocket is lint. You get the hint! I had a cigarette fa' breakfast, just a beginner Fries fa' my lunch and sleep fa'
judge Phat or Wack? Fuck, fuck that shit Fuck give it to me If I only could I'd set the world on fire (x3) Say fuck the world FUCK THE WORLD! Fuck '
the streets, sometimes it happens in the crib, You can't escape death. Verse 3: A week went by and I'm losin' sleep They sent niggas out to get me so
Cause you don?t want to sleep tonight Your one night love gone get swept off ya feet Yeah lets get undressed from your breast to ya feet (breast to ya feet) Light a cigarette
id leave the TV off, until I got in the kitchen made a cup of coffee or tea, with like 4 sugars, got my cigarettes ..100's, and my matches..wooden, and
In ya streets Chopper intro now peep this Got wit' you F I E N D and THREE 6 Talk it like I bring I feel you need this deep shit Sleep with them fishes
Buck 65-Square 3 [intro] music to be murdered by it is mood music in a juggular vein and i hope you like it our record requires only the simplist of
back in the days at times waking up is slap in the face/ but the passion of one whose flesh was torn away by the cat of 9 tails an pierced by one spear and 3
New York, 3 o'clock at night no sleep God I must be tired Weird thoughts running through my brain My blood is pumping in my veins And there she sits,
same old Sorry that the phone calls ain't too routine Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast And sometimes I go to sleep
dickhead Stealing cigarettes from the rest of the mislead Enjoy me, avoid me, do what you must do But man up and understand why they don't love you [Hook] [Verse 3
magic when it touches my face suffocate myself overwhelm myself and let the sunrays abandon me floatin through space (chorus) and she still wonders why I'm so insecure she giggles because I sleep
