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And regret lingers
Echoes never yearn
When I'm talking with you
I'm not enough
I'm not what you wanted
I'm not your lovely white dove
Je pensé que jusqu'ici
fault you a punk and you heartless
Not ready for the stage you fraid you not an artist
Never sow a seed can't eat during harvest
Your battery dead look
from the scars
Y'all learn to start turfing for your part
Concern confirmed only by your own heart
Unburnt occurs only to the fake ones
Assert your curse
She gone suck me while I roll some
Let me hold some
Here's some sense dog
You could know some
Right in plain sight
Now turn off the lights
Open up your
swallows lies
It will be no fault of mine
You just overwhelmed cuz my pleasure's your hell
You just, you just overwhelmed cuz my
pleasure's your hell
You
They gone lose they mind
Bust a dime
Check the time for a dollar
Dig a shrine
Cut the line
Spill some wine
On white collars
Forge a lie
Steal
game got gun play
You be screaming wammy!!
To close don't get by me
Your to prone to tell
'Bout these bodies we catchin'
Dis dope dat we sell
Bitch, I'm ice cold
Icicles are flashing on my wrists like laser light shows
Plain to see I'm dangerous and turbulent no fly zone
Shake your hand
White wolf
On the plains
Blood runs
Down your face
That cold look
Before the kill
But that bite you took
Made you ill
Blood's exchanged
Now you're
Of wimpish amusement,
Replaced by a rash
Of 'creative' confusement!
Soon, my brave zombies,
You'll make your return!
Broadway will glow!
Broadway will burn!
you know my home
You got me singing like plain white T's
Leaving town with my guitar
Going to sing songs about you
I need her
She said she packed her
still care
About you and the ring you wear
Do you really really think that's fair
Yeah it's not your fault I'm aware
Do you really really think that's
White lies, bloom in soil laced with fear
Take time, now yours most sincere
For now we wait while their cancer breeds
And boils their brains in the sea
Clear your plain white mind
The clowns are marching in
Applauding for your sin
The tamers wait for us
We are the lions but mean less
The crowd it cheers
And when your feet cold, mines is sizzlin'
It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck with me
'Cause I'm a be that nigga for life
This is not an image, this is
It seems like years and a million tears since you've left the old hometown
Now you've chained they say and the great white way is your new stomping
come through the spot
Paranoid with plain clothes cuz of murderous cops
Murderous plots, murderous glocks that take your life away
My homie aways would
five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore you're gettin crushed by a bum
Be like "oh Nelly, can I call you Mr. Hanes?"
Whichever one
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
It's all your fault
Stop looking at me like I'm to blame
People that are fake always wanna go and hate on people like me that survived the game
Even
yeah)
Did a lotta shit in my life, but I never changed (yeach, check)
Two-hunnid for the Patek and it's all plain (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
that put your ho up on a mission
Yeah I got your main thing blowing kisses
Lift the doors on the Lambo', hit the switch
I got the .40 on me haul
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