in her hand Wailing away on the wall on the strand As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned And as I sit and talk to you I see your face go white
's fine A pissed off god [Incomprehensible] Well, I'm blind And I fall Well, I fall Well, I fall Yes, I fall I'm a falling angel Falling down Be a falling
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s fine A pissed off god a governmant shock Well I'm blind And I fall Well I fall Well I fall Yeah I fall I'm a falling angel Falling down Be a falling
all these years I've had him on my back This debt cannot be paid with all your jack And as I sit and talk to you I see your face go white This shadow
Luckily I haven't had a drink 'Cause I'll down you ass Than I'll clown your ass 'Cause the niggas I hang with ain't rich (I ain't rich) We're all saying
) {2:56 I know we can make it, I know that we can I know damn well that we can work it out I know we can make it, I know that we can I know damn well
soldiers we can barely fall asleep and time and time again i'm feeling incompetent cos my women back home, we're constantly arguing and i must be crazy cos all i
I'm working too hard again. Damn you shooter, Damn you the building Whose walls hid the blood she was spilling Damn you Country so good at killing Damn
pain, branded stiff by those scorching rays In vicious grief these tears I shed, when beholding my fallen realm In shadows entangled, in solitude I mourn
more life I remain cold and dead deep inside Through my ruptured veins I leave this cursed world of light To embrace the infernal fire... and so I fall
don't love ya like I do love you, or squeeze ya like I squeeze, I make your neck pop back, and in fact I buckle your knees Ok, Baby, what's it gonna
Oh these muh'fuckers think I'm gon' play with 'em Oh I ain't gon' play wit'cha - I ain't gon play wit'cha man! Ha ha ha.. I need y'all to sing children
I got Every body get down Lets talk about these things we see Lets talk about these joints I got [Chorus:] Lets talk about the rules I bring
be straight, but like snakes they hissin I'll be damned if I let his song fall to the side Goin piggybackin shit, let's ride, c'mon I put it down
California Listen - I lost more than I can ever gain back from this road to riches, makin my heart turn black So I'm cold to bitches, and I never call
flip, Shawty low, Gucci or Ludacris Or if I’m fucking with a hoe Did I snitch when I got arrested or will I die over nonsense Internally I’m dealing with
this way I don't know, I don't know by I probably be this way til my dying day I don't know why I'm so, I'm so cold beat bangs, I don't need to say I
