You did what you wanted You killed what you had to Some will come with flowers Summertime will take you under (Repeat) You did what you could Like anyone
You weren't born to suffer You were born to live If that song was over What would you want? Go back To where you live Go back To where you live You
Yellow stray dog Closing in on me Everywhere I go And the white cars whirl-pooling With their heads full Yellow stray dog Closing in on me (Thanks
I watch the long sunrise I watch the stars fade I thought you'd be Still beside me When the sun came You were gone I watched the long sunrise I watched
side of my Black Jack David By the side of my Black Jack David In the arms of my Black Jack David By the side of my Black Jack David (Thanks to Jessika
Oh, give it to them slowly It never stops coming So give them what you thought You'd never use So, tell me what you thought then Did you know you were
Spider crawls into a wall She'll never fall She'll never fall Don't get too close to her She'll keep you drugged up for nights Soon soon soon You'll
Goodbye highways sunshine bright days black cars drive away well it's worth it to me i let go of their money anyway drugged sex with strangers who i
Ha Ha it happens all the time She's taking you along Photographic mind Remember it's a movie Let go of everything you said Everything you've heard All
It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down We officially not fuckin around Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box (hah!)
Many rocks the rapid has A lot of billows the sea More plentiful are my cares Then cones on a spruce Beard moss on a juniper Gnarls upon a pine bark Knobs
to change The desire to deconstruct all of my past failings But where to begin because when you live in sin It's hard to look at saints without them Reflecting youre jet black
[instrumental] [The snow covered plains...] [Early dawn...] ["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.] [Spiritually bounded
for me to take mines Pass my nickel plated nine, call me einstein Buck a shot two times and stick you for your rhyme Put you in a pine box You and your
Nigga to deep rest You on the corner and I'm flying buy Some foreign exotic mo' fucker You know we flying buy Oh you got nine lives I got a pine box
blood, poured in his eyes Yet the unrest would pine away In solitude where death holds sway So this is how credence declines All words come down and laughter pines
said and done Climb out from the pine box Well I'm asking you 'Cause she's got nothing to say The angels just cut out her tongue Call her black Mariah
in We got them thangs and we brought 'em all in These niggaz play dead when they hear we came in (Came in) [Crunchy Black] See I'm a hard hitta yes I
