song better if it really happened? Running down my face I'll say that I need you near It's falling into place These words that you want to hear Another ride on
devil because I know He's on your side He's on your side Sitting and waiting for you to show your face again Wondering which mask you put on for me today
Wait, before you hang up the phone Listen to reason I'll show you I'm trying to change I'm trying to change And I'm so scared, what do you think of me
Clenching the water there is no grip Always knew there would be an end to this trip Take in the ice he feels no pain All is lost only to his gain Forever
say my name motherfuck I'm gunnin' You can put it on skee if you want it I'll air you out on Drama King, Mike, or Clue And watch them shits sell out like
s the story of the two Always on the move. They got nothing left to lose 'Cept thier guns and their wounds Now they're crossing borders Sherriffs posse on
Crunched up under Tangled in the wheels Spit me out the muffler You know how that feels Lost both my legs so I'm running on my hands Then I seen Prince
: Got a grand house out in the country. Marble pillars holding the door. Empty bottles lining the wall from the night before. Got a Roller out in
: Save me Anything was so damn empty There were just vapors and dust..ohh life There's nothing left to hope for something else Wake me on the next day
Boy And They'll Smell Ya From Anywhere. Big Bleezy Im On Like The Mayor, When Its Beef I Feel Like Lil' Jon Nigga Yea. Scare You Right Out Your Draws
This emptiness I feel inside I'm all alone, I wonder why What left me here, what suicide Left me with eyes that cannot cry What's left unsaid remains
say their way or fall behind Seventeen disconnect left out The concept as to why There's a spiritual emptiness So the youth them get vexed Skip class and get wrecked Feel
Killah] Oh shit, look at them, they running on foot They picked the car up, they on some Flintstone shit Oh shit... and them niggaz stuck together On
the bathroom, sit down and pee I'll empty your house, back of your cribs, smacking your kids Bullets going through your leather, cracking your ribs Don't even hit me on
up under, tangled in the wheels Spit me out the muffler, ya know how that feels Lost both my legs so I'm running on my hands Then I seen Prince so
Keenan Try to take it from me and I'm aiming and beaming Banging and leaving, stains on the cement Slide the cracker something so they tame the policemen Left
through my nose Emptying clips and busting holes through our foes Who that out there that's trying to steal our flow After this time, I bet you won't no more We left
