never be fully filled again. Here we are and it's open. I lay her down in the glow (half of creation's destruction). Replaced the moon and the stars
you've grown, it's etched in skin and bone Dressed in make-up and bleached out in the roses That's hollow and tasteless where the spirits make love And
how you've grown, it's etched in skin and bone Dressed in make-up and bleached out in the roses That's hollow and tasteless Where spirits make love and
broken glass in his hands, a noose before him Said he did it before He's gonna do it again Give him a fix and a bottle and he won't complain Until he
funk cunt I come to take you on a war rough and rugged route And if another doubts I blow your fuckin mother out And that's the street scarred style I
And get my cash though, hook up with Kastro Homey had to blast on the task force Stupid coppers tried to play us out, never that They took my money and
like that It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and breathin in sewer stench, no one give
' like I ain't afraid to die And you could walk a mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy too Chorus Verse 3 Ain't no escape from a deadly fate and everyday
planted The G grew but we knew he'd rise up quick Smoked out, loc'ed out, all into shit Just me and my dogs livin like hogs Outlaw Immortalz What
call out my best friends name That's when u went crazy started going insane Grabbed the phone from my hand Backed me against the wall Shouting and
out it like I'm back in my trench And the blood comes out and goes right back in And then I back up and the clouds all over again With my lover by my
that mirrors on the ocean Foaming waves of blue-dye diving on white shores Could withered wings try to spread and fly again? Gliding through skies turning
footed on glass Chasin a dove That monkey on ya back symbolizes my love Your friends talk bad about me, bitch You sit there and listen to them Over and
some Big and some Pac and you mix em' up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top, what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killas tied
got you barefooted on glass, chasin' a dove That monkey on your back, symbolizes my love Your friends talk bad about me bitch, you sit there and listen to 'em Over and
us So let the world know They hoes is fuckin us If not, they hoes go My villians and me yellin We relish until we perish Original rock wellers My niggas and me releasin Bone and
my ear I lean my forehead against the glass and it's cold against my skin I run my fingers along the shape of the phone searching out every seam and crevice
the kid is clever stompin' in jack-o-latern's weather rocks his hood and plays it mellow while maple leaves change into yellow and oh s--- damn homey at it again