kills slowly Skin is in Ashes to ashes, genitals to jelly Melting in syphagonnaherpeaids The black plague of the 20th century Careless promiscuity Skin is
again to be hard to wet Discharge and drip genitourinary loakage Reproductive organs butchered and raw The risk for gratification is your epitaph Ignorance is
I'ma hop in your brain, tell you whatchu thinkin' Yes, I am speakin', but I ain't writin' So cold, I put the ice in nicest You too broke to pay attention My style is
did you ever doubt or feel you had no hope of changing your lifestyle cuz you were so broke [YKC] I ain?t no joke, but I sure am broke No dollars no
pinned Never set a grin and fly health Consider me a mobile advertisement for that hybrid plan of fabrics I deemed practical, now is you is or is you
this city, this city is haunted By ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes) Because this city, this city is haunted And there's no hope (hope) left
not alone I live with the memories regret is my home This is my true freedom Express all the feelings of what I've become I watch the rising sun I hope
of sand and stone Now heading for the open sea Where his dreams are at And his mind is set free The scornful sun burns, tears his skin The salt breeze
Now heading for the open sea Where his dreams are at And his mind is set free The scornful sun burns, tears his skin The salt breeze tears his open
mother once told me The thicker your skin The better off you'll be when this world brings you down Well it's trying to control me And leave me without hope
Sir, come to me and I will keep you warm Taste hope in my skin and faith with the dawn You will rise Beyond the sunrise that is where we live Feeding
system is hard to believe in Underneath the underside I'm underachieving Bust my ass in school, to be a certified fool Now intellect of curb is my only tool But street game is
please save me These walls are closing in When the door is barely open And the shades give broken light There your body needs another But you see no hope
be the end of shoulders where we rest our head. Now we grieve for tomorrow goes on without us. Now we breathe for no one else. Everything is broken
you're walking through the forests where they feed the trees broken glass. john lennon and the rolling stones crooning in plastic bags. spit shine your
were right. It was perfect as I got in behind the wheel. Well, we drove that car all night into San Anton' And we slept near the Alamo, your skin was
pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry When you can't even
