Though it bleeds Bring the child to me It is time to feed Shut out the sun Embrace your pain And leave your fears with me Shut out the sun Embrace
In A Dase, I'm Loving Your Long Tongue Look At Your Beautiful Face, Covered In Hot Come Spread My Wings Block Out The Sun Lie On My Back, Scope Out Your
time to release your mind and believe that inside you are free you'll definitely rest in peace if you do not believe my eyes are open wide until the morning light the sun
me in presence Or I went and drop some presents off to ease it to them Two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their minds a little And dawg you'll never believe
the roof comes off, Till the lights go out Till my legs give out Can't shut my mouth Till the smoke clears out And my high burn out I'm a rip this shit
but I learned a lot the long way) But I lucked out to make it through (after all the rain you see the sun come out again) [Interlude: Ghostface Killah
we see the sun [Nicki Minaj] Detonate in the palms, detonate in the fire The bucket Money make an attire Detonatin my bomb, detonatin them hits Gonna buy out
know) Walk around stickin out my hands, lookin for a handout Only thing I handed out was more bills Only thing pulled me out was my will God told me
hide the bodies Heard si-rens, I guess we goin out we out like kamikazes We surrounded, red lights flashin, who's inside? Came out a bullhorn, I'm contemplatin
motherfuckers Lets just shut up and drink these motherfucken forties let's just drink on - give me that! Pour some out man! What the fuck! Damn boy Pour some out
us I think I found a way out Are you ready for a break out? We'll sing about, sing about us We can run, we can run So we'll race towards the sun We
goes The man deals out our plight Jester in the corner Laughs without a sound Jester in the corner Malady abounds In our souls See the way the sun sets
man deals out our plight Jester in the corner Laughs without a sound Jester in the corner Malady abounds In our souls See the way the sun sets
would never believe me Thought the truth was for other ones Look for solace in your use And find another one Clouds weeping tears of rain Someday you'll feel the sun
Let the slave grinding at the mill run out into the field Let him look up into the heavens and laugh in the bnght air Let the inchained soul, shut up
