Lyrics:
Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain
(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain
Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded
Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain
(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain
Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded
a bit of that?
But in weather like this
You should wear a coat, a nice warm hat
A needle and thread
The hand stitches of time
Battling Lavinski versus
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
back with
The east and west side leaders
Man are badman, man are breeders yo!
Oi listen
Hip-hop, garage, you choose but you lose
I had the game in
Going through all of these hard times
Is so much better when I got you
By my side
Said Whether the weather be fine
Or Whether the weather be not
Whether
thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
And I have to say, by the way
I just may like some explanations
Can I ask you a question?
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room
bitch up
[Mannie:] Oh 20 dub deuces is how we do that there yo
[Lac:] If you ride with an ugly chick than put that bitch in
[Mannie:] Get you a dime
on 16's, then put that bitch up!
Mannie: Twenties, dub deuces, 'das how we do that there ya'll...
Lac: If you ride with an ugly chick, then trade that bitch
miscommunications
And I have to say, by the way
I just may like some explanations
Can I ask you a question?
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded
At lunchbreak we were fighting on the phone
This evening i bought back dvds
But im alone with the tv
Verse 1:
First thing this morning your head was on my chest
happy when I'm not with you
But then you saw me, caught you by surprise
A single teardrop falling from your eye
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you
just a lowly architect
To the higher blueprint
The plan is in effect
Foundation's heaven sent
A holy house to hose me off
With whole amounts of holy
counting tears
But tears don't grow on trees anymore
They left you hanging by yourself on the front porch
But there you were lonely rocking with your guitar
send that sms when you left text
We gone hit that leaf of Wiz Khalifa with the next breath, Heazy
This good flight weather
Looking for something to pop
screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be
on the scene
DVD's on the screen blowing on cream
Waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to read
To spray a magazine
The boss spending ends
Saying,
dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine
DVD's on the screen
Blowing on cream
Waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to flick, to spray
I wanted to end up with more now
I should have just stayed in bed like I know how
So I failed on the DVD
But I still had to get the money
Tell
You need to be working with a made up mind
Walk by faith nor by sight and all you
Battles you know he will fight
The sky changes colors in there
like a bit of that
But in weather like this, you should wear a coat, a nice warm hat
A needle and thread the hand stitches of time
Battling Levinsky
Click, boom
House cold turn the oven on
Click, boom, Click boom
We back in this bitch with another song
Click, boom, Click, boom
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