I never went you keep me out of trouble gave me back my life for that I?m grateful you keep me alive you showed me the way to myself
places I never went you keep me out of trouble gave me back my life for that I?m grateful you keep me alive you showed me the way to myself
Ha Ha. Only true, only true Obituary and Diablo D., Skinner T, wants some pleasure. Bastard cycle. Profession of a make of myself. ...well with a
let it ruin The way I feel about myself cuz I have self-esteem, sometimes I Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy The way I feel about myself cuz
say you a black man Yo, I tell em I'm a nigga they don't understand that So I'ma say what I wanna say I call myself what I wanna call myself, you know
blue and I see clouds of white And the brightness of day I like the dark And I think to myself what a wonderful world The colors of the rainbow so pretty
hell and back I would do anything for love, I'll never lie to you and that's a fact But I'll never forget the way you feel right now, oh no, no way And
stuck like Chuck everytime for Putting your faith in men I got's to check myself I'm seeing what they doing to me Starting to get shady myself messing
, Skies of blues and, clouds of white, And the brightness of day, i like the dark And i think to myself, What a wonderful world. The colors of the rainbow
world through my window pane Every day has many colors 'cause the glass is stained Everything has changed but remains the same So once again the mirror raised And I see myself
why somebody lies There's solace a bit for submitting To the fitfully cryptically true What's happened has happened What's coming is already on its way
's like a crack storm to me And your heart is so gone but your ass belongs to me Using my colors against me but this time stay true Ain't no body to
So I rocked a vicious rhyme like I never did before She said damn fly guy I'm in love with you The casanova legend must have been true I said by the way
It's easy to get a grant and get an MBA To achieve one goal there's more than one way Young people on the whole we have lost our way I don't care what
, trouble and on a bus to ac When I saw his grave, I had the cubans so I doubled him And affirmed to teach myself to float my way more credit And the
was too afraid of clowns 20 years in the same city still don't know my way around And still get lost inside of my thoughts Sayin dumb jokes just to hear myself
Fluidly my mind flooded with jewels infinite The kinda rap bandits in attics stuck on some live shit Bear witness to this diligent street cat I carry myself hold myself
