you taste this blood And how you run away from this place Dry your eyes bleedings insane (Wine, dine) (Lye and wait for falling bombs) (Chloride and salt intake) [whispering] And you wait For
Can you taste this blood And how you run away from this place Dry your eyes bleedings insane (Wine, dine) (Lye and wait for falling bombs) (Chloride and salt intake) [whispering] And you wait For
at it they most muslim Used to be moving in unison Disputes would end Bounty hunters and grape street get cool again Some standard housing Got the young running rampant Wilding, for
beefin' Had me screwed up like Texas So I had to take em back To the '98 Lexus Take the grill out for dinner Chop the crack for breakfast It's a million
, is he from Cali? is he from Queens? do he ghost for P. Diddy, can he write me a sixteen? did he take 5 shots? is he a blood or a crip? ride through
her down It all started over and over again His mom made him breakfast Gets on the bus goes out to see the world He lies on the ground, wipes blood
world is waking up a ribbon cut for the opening we all knew that day would arrive up all night all upset the outside's growing light no breakfast just
see How could I begin [Verse 1:] Locked in mariahs wine cellar all I had for lunch, Was red wine more red wine and some captain crunch, Red wine for breakfast and for
: There was blood on my hands & hair on my cheeks I hadn't got a shave in twenty-five weeks I cracked the window open, I had a handgun in the backseat
trade blood for oil An American graveyard on another man's soil Makes no sense The Roman Empire in the present tense Murder for corporations that they
I'm not to be fucked with, with shit Let that bitch breathe! I'm way too important to be talking extorting Asking me for a portion is like asking me for
in school But now that I'm famous, you're up my anus Now I'm gonna eat you fool! [CHORUS] I eat boys up, breakfast and lunch Then when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood
Waking up to face another nightmare day Blood drips from the mouth, my teeth decay Deep depression is coming on fast Got to get me my crystal breakfast
hammer for My breakfast slipping of the edge in catatonic blood multiple decibel inscriptions trying all they can in miles an hour ... face grey and looming downwards sniffing ALL THE TIME for
lesson now you can learn no more from love Even with that wisdom in your mind there's still that poison in your blood You wouldn't touch the breakfast that I made for
they most muslim Used to be moving in unison Disputes would end Bounty hunters and grape street get cool again Some standard housing Got the young running rampant Wilding, for
understand how I feel right now man It's your boy Kanye to the.... Chi-Town what's going on man [Verse 1:] I drink a boost for breakfast, and ensure for
