i'll never feel again i'll never feel again then i won't have to feel this pain i'm in if it sounds familiar because nothing ever goes the way i've planned
Temper Temper Missy she gets mad Once attention stabs her in the sould Cause man we're hun first and monsters last Hollow Girl, I wish you better Hollow
I'll never feel again I'll never feel again Then I won't have to feel this pain I'm in If it sounds familiar Because nothing ever goes the way I've planned
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: i'll never feel again i'll never feel again then i won't have to feel this pain i'm in if it sounds familiar because nothing ever goes the way i've
All men have secrets and here is mine So let it be known For we have been through hell and high tide I think I can rely on you ... And yet you start
face ya lyricals aint flowin and on top of that your tracks aint got no bass I can't stand when muthafuckas try to test my shit unless I hit with em face
waken He knows the world won't ever change Staring at the lights That embrace a desert sky A sight he's never seen Like the full moon in his eye Hollow
obsession Should I, could I Heave the silver hollow sliver Piercing through another victim Turn and tremble be judgmental Ignorant to all the symbols Blind the face
this I'll bring the end to your claw I'll bring the loc to your heart And I'll put the snoop on yo dogs You hear me? We follow, this little bullet so hollow
Nasty Bitch [Verse Two] Temperatures rises Niggaz blinded by my lyrical disguise No time to plot retreats Niggaz shiver and die Multiple rounds found laced In his body and face
Your smile cuts through a smoky room, chasing silence from the air Your empty eyes and hollow smile complement your vacant stare There?s something more
the window, flowamatically countin c-notes Automatically countin people, hit 'em up, get 'em up, bumpers dig 'em up Hit 'em up wid a hollow tip till
watch out for The Cadillac Coup Deville with the lights off, and the mask on Ready to blast on anyone who thinks they +BAD+ like Michael Jack-son Face
as the rest of your life Your final word and an itchy finger And then it's taken away And we'll be beaten down without mercy or meaning I turn my face
joking no Chris Tucker shit I ain't even smilin', I'm a 'bout to start wylin' I got bricks of that Peruvian A though face medicine, sniff that in doughs
is what it is man Uh huh [Verse 1] Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started off a robbery, they blew half his face
