to lead and one to follow Let go, let yourself fall into the light Need to learn to let go, let the old die Let go, let yourself fall into the light
shows A pair needs one to lead and one to follow Let go let yourself fall into the light Need to learn to let go Let the old die So I'll run Heading
and catch some rounds til' that's guaranteed, We sharin' weed just the flammable shit, Turn your loc into an animal quick, Dott Dogg can we handle this
to fit then I would be Ahead of the game playin' the part I bring it all into the light from out of the dark I hit the bat into the ball and out of the
Chris, runnin a drug sweet bliss, from the older Frisc, hataz chew a chunk of this, rest in peace to my nigga, (Mr. Cee), can't fuck wit this, park my
t mind me askin', how'd you get into all'a this?" "Yo, it's a long story" I started off light, knockin' off y'all packs for this kid Pat He told me to
a dire need Crash land, in this unassuming reality When all the bodies fall will they shun the light And dust their feet on brittle stone And all this
I mean, I mean what I say what I feel Do whatever I want to Got into something you can't undo I piss in whatever subway your train of thought gotta run
u never saw into ur mouth its calld pussy queer's so shut ur fucking mouth when we run up into ur house fuck ur mom and kill ur dad and take all the money into
alive at the dark. We dedicate this tune. Chicago After Midnight. [Billy Flynn] This all took place in Lesurevelt? lncredible. All right. Thanks. They just arrest this
on your dick, my name has got to be syphilis I come with lyrical physical fitness Two months from now you will have bit this Watch me light that ass
the free love sentencing death to the convict. my soul is on skid row, where can this kid go? i'm homeless, how could you notice when this whole world
of your song I try to feel along But a mad storm Choking up the legacy Your fantasy, your wife with the future kid Gone, like legends who fell in the run
this place. I need to get away from this place. I know that I am better than this. I know that I am better than this. 3. The Conformist You fucking
! [Gift of Gab] HERE THEY COME! [Gift of Gab and Peace] If they catch us, they gon' kill us Wouldn't want to be us, RUN! (RUN, RUN, RUN...) [Chorus
ten-speed bike But the kid was an athlete and he wanted to fight He got the bone HE GOT THE BONE! I ran into a rest'raunt, busted into the kitchen Workers
