it's beautiful with drunken eyes i love it when you tell me lies you're the devil in disguise here's what i get for all of my tries something's happened
friend, i've lost another friend pretend, that things will never end time, time go real slow the only thing we know is that we'll die someday cry, oh
i see you fail and i laugh you took a hit and you got no backup you fucked it up once again i blame you for that still give you no backup i watch it
do you know what keeps me up at night? too many times i've seen the light there are things that have never been said for example: i've been dead for quite
not so long ago i passed out, couldn't move and i hit the floor i'm badly broken i know that you will turn your back on me and then again i do the same
You got a perfect life You got a perfect wife You got it all made up 'Cause you got this perfect plan How does it feel to be perfect In everything you
alcohol superhero cry on demand tell me again you sound like violence and i feel a fight please don't go why so defensive? happens so wakes the senses
the darkest depths of hell. I call your bluff, so you'll bounce like breasts. I got a back like a tree and arms are like a fucken chests. So who the
, it's mandatory Like taking ho's money, but that's another story For surely your pussy on toast, after we toast Our clothes fell like Bishop and Juice
it falling But I don't know how long it will be Until the storm is over I'll wait I will Like the years of silence To the growing violence Like a rolling
on my mobile *beeping* I'm great distance like AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo I Fades Them All like my man Mally G Whip a nigga
than the devil The pot or kettle, uh The metal let 'em burn like Earth shiver births, uh If there's any beef I come running like Mertz, uh Word up, eagle
how to shoot their guns They say, boy, don't ever ???, control your emotions Take it like a man and make your stand They say sex and violence go hand
got to study the skill Who can rock a rhyme like this Bring it to you every time like this Who can rock a rhyme like this Step, step up, step, step
the desk Tommy Lee - We protest against their negative stress, time time Time to get that shit off our chest. I know that violence Dont fix drama, if
mind But as the front door shuts behind her she whispers "give me a sign." Feels the power of the engine as she climbs to 65 Every piston sounds like
sounds right I rhyme of death and darkness and danger Your crib or car becomes a torture chamber I write my rhymes with violence What you expect? Sounds
