I'm safe, and who ever thought that was difficult? My nerves start to feel so frayed. I'm trying to turn things around, but instead ...I'll say "Why
hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, Toiling in the danger
, nigga I'm Satan's son [Verse 2] My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckas Are much
were said We spoke with eyes instead We looked into each other like long lost friends But then you went away And I never heard You had a summer haunt
between desire and duty Heartbeat Heartbeat, it'll end in tears I need a lover when love is such dangerous place to be If we were meant for each other
100 pack Sold off sheet rock, 2 gunz up bitch that's D-Block My flow pretty like a peacock My nigga locked up, but yea they still on P cock Too dangerous
jinxed 'Cuz grandma Loucelle died on twelve nineteen I can't help but wonder, what kind of black cloud I was under 'Cuz 15 years later the other died that summer
for your career not your manager, face it Even he can fuck up a relationship I learned it don't matter who's spittin' better While these rappers kill each other
black on black hummer I scored that last summer But this year playboy I'm a stretch that motherfucker I bought a Yukon for my main bitch with my new horn Pictures of other
dangerous man Mama was proud and she stood her ground She knew she was on the losin' end Some folks whispered some folks talked But everybody looked the other
of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There?s a dyin? voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling in the danger
were said, we spoke with eyes instead We looked into each other like long lost friends Then you went away and I never heard, you had a summer haunt
of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling in the danger
grab mic's mic strike type ill Is life real? Yo, Akhi builds When life feels, like earth don't spin Whirlwinds mic blend Life's at a stand still, dangerous
it was a hot summer night their eyes met the moon was full he whispered in her ear she blushed and then ted pulled out the knife tracy was a girl she
