Search results for 'see jane run live by trace adkins' Page #9

Nice pistol mine is chrome
Where'd I get this wrist full of shiny stones
By writin these live hooks rhymes and poems
Swollen is back to reclaim

screaming at the sky
But you won't ever see me off it
Lost my shit one time
That's one too many
So, I run this out to Kenny 
Like, I'm heavy with the Henni'

down on me
You ain't realize the people that you was around was all down with me
But I won't say no names, no trace of snitchin' inside of me
But I live

inside of me
But I live by the G-Code
And you don't live by the boundaries
Get him

and a killer make you look like thriller
Quick to bust off the strilla and the cops know I'm a dealer
If I talk to pigs they work for me future King of N Y C
I'm

me the run around
Making feelings that we feeling for the high time
I ain't worried if I make it at right time
I just make it so they see me

This Dying Soul

Dream Theater

Live at Budokan

2004

Ruling other's lives while the can't stand the thought of you

A living reflection seen from miles away
A hopeless affliction having run astray

I

This Dying Soul

Dream Theater

Live at Budokan [DVD/Blu-Ray]

2004

Hello, Mirror - so glad to see you my friend, it's been a while 
Searching, Fearless - where do I begin to heal this wound of self-denial 

Face

Syntax Era

Leaders of the New School

T.I.M.E.

1993

makes you want to stop. 
But? (I know you, and you know me) 
C.B.M.C. Given to me by Chuck D. 
That's deep as I look at all the videos. 
Wack stage

snitch on the next nigga



I'ma NeedMo nigga I was raised by some hustlers
Red blue and black is all you see so what's yo color
Harold that's my daddy

we no be mate
Make Dem rate
My money coming without a trace
This is faith
I live by the promise and strive everyday
No blame me say I scam na my

Got hitters on deck
I'm surrounded by steppers
It's only the squad
No colliding or nothing
Use to be broke now a nigga got so many bags
They know

Everything is coming down
It's hard to live on
Really thought your still
A friend that I could lean on
But I see the fake love you be showing
It's a lead on
I

the motherfuckin' K
How I was raised, that's the way
And you live by this shit, then you die by the same
I ain't trippin', puttin' half on the Jane
I'm gettin' good

scares, it's almost fake
Concealed by the dunes I see a man waiting for me

Two eyes on the horizon that peer inside of me
Under my feet, now, I feel

the man and baby now I gotta run it up
No TTG, no BBG, it aint no lean inside my double cup
I was all alone you aint call my phone
But baby you was who I

Run up my tree but don't run up my bills know what I'm talking about?
Keep it not only true but real know what I'm talking about?
Anything Trill related

The opps know we up the score, them niggas ain't winners
You don't live the shit you rap, you only make trillers
This nigga rap about some shit he really

laid on the table by a shaky hand
And I could give you all the answers but it all depends
Are you a temporary feature, just some cash to lend
See I no

Seh yuh tuffa dan any concrete 
Suh when e cloud back doe tun a athlete 
We do we thing elegantly 
If a program we’ll flick yuh bat neat
Run up,

like ascension 
I live by the levels
I hang with them rebels 

This music propel us
Hahaha

to run It

Cool like a sprite can Glick on my left got a pack in my right hand
Niggas facing death that was tryna get they stripes in I'm just tryna live

His mother came here only to see her offspring sore
With flying colors youngest brother of three
Same story as me born and raised in DC, uh
I write my

One Chance

Eddie Money

Can't Hold Back

1986

The well has run dry, I'm staring at an empty space
I feel it's all over, gone without a trace
Oh, one moment held by a thread, one time to hold