She holds too tight Underwater life And paralyzed Her own mind Gets in the way Every time I don't want to be dead and gone before I'm gone She starts
Tradução: Shades Apart. Antes muerta I `m ido.
hope I try to get a grip But I keep on slipping Crushed in the void Drowned under the frozen waters Moving through space Shifting their shape Deafening deep silence Floating above Spiraling down All shades
us That four-five will spit I'll slump you in the driver seat And make you really ghost ride the whip It's real talk, shade niggas couldn't get a tan
mirror and the only competition is u And even that nigga ain't seein me My reflection have a hard time bein me So the tryna do me shit, It's time to dead
Moet I get drunk, but I ain't never smoke no wet Been on tour 3 months and I aint had no sex Been meditating, exercising my mental bowflex Michael Jackson dead
face of a tree Dambering in coagulated blood Prevail in a life less scenery I grasp 'round the dead wooden stem Crawl into the narrow shades The spiders
that's another thing Nothing really matters Behind the shades of blue Blind boys never lie But that's another thing Nothing really matters Behind the shades
: Me old my lady sittin' in the shade Talkin' about the money that I ain't made Singin' o boy dontcha line the Track a lack a O boy dontcha line the
at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya - dead! Never comin back here, sendin out last year Took a
thinking Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine Animals move animals reputed Every daily grades let it be the reason My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead
I play with my gauge It's a raid. Put your face to pave If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches
: The light is dead in your eye so I'll keep livin my life I only wanted to try to find my way back inside my imitation of life my litigation of life
life, lost his day job Pushing papers, swinging pendulums Anything to serve a function Or to occupy some time You gotta earn this living somehow You're good as dead
hardness of this world slowly grinds your dreams away Makin' a fool's joke out of the promises we make And what once seemed black and white turns to so many shades
get this fuckin meal, why? Niggaz act shifty so I shift a long three tri three chrome, it's the same ol song I seen the shades and the suedes from afar
. The grief of a fallen legion, A winterscape painted red with blood. Watch as it spills from my lips to this page. The lines of truth blurred into shades
