a waitress down in Bradenton. With my name tattoo'd into your skin. Because of the shame I associate with vulnerability I am numbing myself completely. Can you hear me
as a waitress down in Bradenton. With my name tattoo'd into your skin. Because of the shame I associate with vulnerability I am numbing myself completely. Can you hear me
because the truth Is something you can?t take *Tell me again What?s wrong with me? Why won?t you depend on me now? Just let it happen again Tell me
down] They got me trapped Can barely walk tha city streets Without a cop harrassing me, searching me Then asking my identity Hands up, throw me up against
Ring the alarm, and strong arm must run Some niggaz need to feel me with a passion I'm old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted With five deadly
down) They got me trapped Can barely walk tha city streets Without a cop harrassing me, searching me Then asking my identity Hands up, throw me up against
that shame for me Won't you save that shame for me? There's something strange here, I'm running out of time So help me breathe again, before I push my
me in the lengthy lore of wanting more my passion, it slowly died and there's a lazarus for the rest of us if you could just speak up, let me in but
floss me labels- fool! [Aceyalone] I got what the fuck you need and more I'll kick in your door dammit then slam it behind me you'll find me in the bedroom
[Intro:] Mr. Mix Mr. DJ play that beat. Won't you play if for me. In the mix mister hop forward hop back. Hop, hop hop. [Verse 1:] The second somebody
It's a shame but I'm going nowhere fast. It's kind of sad when you know the TV guide inside out. And what's worse is that nobody calls me, Because they
fame is a crying shame because you face the crowd just to play their game and I can play a little too rough now and again(every now and again) you drank
sold) They say a face for fame is a crying shame Because to face the crowd is to play the game And I can play a little too rough Now and again (every now and again
Emotion my gun I was a runner Now i'm on the run Sometimes i wish that you were dead That is because you haunt me so I wasn't right to let you go away
