in When the World is on When all hope has gone When love that's been Let Him in, Let Him in My heart is free...
in the air give me space beats with plenty bass drink my Hennessey straight 'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas hearts and turn killers
so So bring me home Put me on a plate with petals and a fire And send me out to sea Turn my angry sword against my heart And let me free The dawn holds
eyes Refrain: Cool vibes, why don't you kill me? Cool vibes, why don't you turn your eyes away? Can't you see we're free to die? Cool vibes, all we can do is
's true loving you is magical Tell me that you know CHORUS And my heart goes Inside and out And my heart feels I'm losin control Cause my heart knows
How am I gonna give you up? Turn it off, Turn it on Uh-off, off, on, on Keep me guessing what you want Guessing, guessing what you want Turn it off, Turn
energy is occured Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over
heart is closed Trying catch your eyes How far from paradize I am scare of your Full indifference Boy I`m falling down I don`t like the fact Of my burning heart
only you that can set you free Now the time has come again So you reach deep down within To find the strength that you have buried there As you turn
chasin Worldwide through the hard times, worryin faces Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted
break, to the flame Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit Stuck, niggaz is lucky if we
Lyrics will leave em spell bound Clown now tired of being held down Cross my heart hope to die Blinded in some pussy Millionaire Living care free Sucka free
me with your jealousy Now my ambition's to be free I can't breathe, cause soon as I leave, it's like a trap I hear you callin me to come back, I'm a sucka
an animal Can't sleep, instead of countin sheep, niggaz countin cannibals And that's how it is in the pen Turn old and cold, and your soul is your best
are paychecks just looking for the kick back, Money's the motive and corruption is the tool of their trade Greed is taking over the hollow heart of healthcare
the power that I need To make it all succeed, can you hear me call? Can you hear me call? I wish the stars would turn you in, and leave me standing
But you won't admit it You've got to much pride Don't deny what's in your heart Your safe with me All your love is locked away Won't you set it free