my appetite for more lend me your soul and show me what you see let me feel what you feel reveal your secrets to me guide me through the deepest corners
your time to respond to me Seems like you're keeping busy lately So I'll sign off without saying goodbye I hope it hurts to watch me go But enough about me
guess it's better to never know A voice you'll never use A breath you'll never take It's non-existent For your mother's sake How did you feel? Knowing
She scrunches her toes Under the covers so no one knows Rosey red cheeks dissolved her tears I know what it takes to live without regret You'll never
Vanilla scented sky the candlelight can only show so much So let our hands see what our eyes can't You breathe softly And move in slow motion We keep
even before you asked to ensure this ship sails smoothly you can be the wind and guide this ship to a safer place than this let's speak our words and exaggerate the absurd show me
keep up you wore me out and left me ate up now I wish you all the luck you're a butterfly in the wind without a care a pretty train crash to me and I
So I'm trapped up against the wall Watchin' y'all niggas plottin' on me Tryin' ah catch me up in that robbery Put they mob on me and do ah job on me
-born One day I will meet you right back here Once again Wait Stop me so I can begin End over end I'm circling I'm feeling out of luck Maybe I just feel
contact with the real Since Pun passed he was the last shine of sun I could feel Yo said there's a few left since music's expressions of life Damn I wish
Are you fam to me, and only fam to me that can get that close to me Keep it type strong [Prodigy] Dirty fingernails, reachin in my pocket pullin knots out
' handcuffs! Callin' out for someone, somewhere! Is there anybody out there? [Wiz] I look up at the sky, why do young niggas die? Felt the stray hit me, somebody stay with me
to explain it Don't get me wrong homeboy I'm not complainin' Don't get all mad I'm not braggin' I'm just sayin' Just playin' talk to me bout my music
awoke I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat Slid into the front, my family stared at me Sayin, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be" They kept askin me
I be outta time before I'm outta luck They ain't rooting for me They ain't clapping for me I'm only saying iwhy can't someone be happy for me? I really
it, nigga just give it up. Feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump, feel the pump; pump, pump, pump. Wish: Lights out; we comin' through
