What type of romance is this I must have a kiss To understand why its ment to be like this No one can tell me whats going on So I'll just have to sing
gunnin for me. Wanna see me fall. You know my story, I been through it all. Nights I felt like dyin, but I ain't cryin. What didn't kill me, made me strong
ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Cries out, "My God, they killed them
Lose a couple Win that big divorce I wanna be in the headlines Anything to be in the headlines Saw my chance Made my break Took the biggest float In the Rose parade
hasn't called me yet But that's a whole fucking different argument, shit I got over it And the couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy A couple
at my arm she like wizzle where your skin? Hating niggas talk, hear they whispers in the wind, but I don't wanna do them harm so I kill them with my
Ghost Hoodie Season Somebody gotta hold it down, you know [Verse 1] It's a couple rappers that snitching (snitches) It's a couple rappers that's kissing
to my Subhumans Gatefold rock I'm not trying to be a jerk But I don't think this record mergers gonna work But when I saw 'Christ On Parade' and 'This
Kilka, kills mania, Get used to this one, "crack" Scotty Oh yeah I'm back on that shit And I say right about now New York City. They say is life and
positions i feel it really back in the day Im ready to play my trombone have a parade Get it get it get it get it come here well theres a couple little
shots ring out in the bar-room night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees a bartender in a pool of blood Cries out, "My God, they killed
Do a show, save a child Raise a million bucks that'll last a while Fight at parties, buy a horse Lose a couple, win that big divorce I wanna be in the
ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees the bartender in a pool of blood Cries out, "My God, they killed them
the trees that you built swings on and killed under and dreamt under With your beloved in that first and last virginal Summer When you entered this world of blood and belief And coupled
