Lyrics:
you in my head
Now you've left me for dead
You've stained our story red
I didn't wanna hemorrhage
And let my guard drop as the blood spilled out
I
I try to rip negative thoughts out of my head, I try to cut them out and forcefully with a knife in my hand
I try to hang them with a string, it
gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your lame ass
Man you so lame, just lookin' at you, nigga
While I'm in here no bitch'll give her
the winnings
From the morning from the noon to the night
Stevie I got faith and never Wonder by sight
Fuel me up to give me higher in flight
Fuel me up to get me
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
actually an Iraqi oil drum
Mistaken as the divine mother by daddy's spoiled son
That's why you die in high numbers
For this populous Texan and his innocuous
blue
Killers gotta eat too
Looking for human flesh to rip my teeth through
Other fish in the sea but Barracudas ain't equal
To a half human predator
Got your call
Now I'm here at your door
False alarm
'Cause you're not here anymore
I had it all in my head what I'd say to you
But you set me up
How much are you willing to give, fuel my heart
So many lives sacrificed for our freedom
Just a moment in time but our moment is now
Fuel for my heart,
Got your call
Now I'm here at your door.
False alarm
'Cause you're not here anymore.
I had it all in my head what I'd say to you
But you set me up
Heavy, heavy fuel
My life makes perfect sense
Lust and food and violence
Sex and money are my major kicks
Get me in a fight, I like the dirty tricks
to ask 'cause I'm mashing
Peeping the latest fashion
Copy-cats and plastics get me to flashing my
Adversaries shipped in caskets
Murdered them bastards,
the flames
I know what you have to give
Is not in line with my vision
Keep on walkin’ back from where you came
You just fuel my fire (fuel my fire)
Fuel my
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
again
Lead me to believe in something deeper than myself
Lead me in the way
Fuel me once again
Help to set me free from all the demons in my head
Verse
-product
And this by-product is the fuel
The fuel for my soul
It's the fuel for my soul
But the power is in how you handle them
What you do with them
And where you
deceased
From what was released
From the chrome beast to the dome piece
Visions in my mind being increased by inner beef
With some grief, but when I
hand
If I lend my hand, we gotta be leavin'
Don't give in to fear, changes need chances take my hand
Where the road leads, ain't no way to know
You won't
won't see you missing anything
Gotta go from the ways I've been used to yeah
Fell in love all the way falling til i hit the ground all alone on my own
interchangeable meaning here if not in all situations
So when protecting your energy
That also means to be mindful of what fuel you allow to feed your fire
Flames
A new dress to reveal you
A mask to conceal you
My hands sweat, I get close
One more step, I'm coming home
I take your hand just to feel you
Adjust
the fire
Fuel the fire
I met a Capricorn
She took my world by storm
I go to war bout that one
It's only right I bear arm
I guess I got it wit charm
And we
as I can
While fightin' off all of the thoughts in my head
They know me best, like a book I'll be read
By the demons and be taken advantage of 'til I'm
home like I bone collect
One year under dirt you'll be bones in bed
Tasmania, Brooklyn that's my set
Stop screamin out Guerilla 'fore I break yo' neck
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