Jibun o sekai sae mo kaete shimaesou na Shunkan itsumo soba ni Kakuse nu iradachi to Tachitsukusu jibun o mitsume Mayoi nagara nayami nagara kuyami
Divine in our guilt, we wilt like flowers growing from poisoned landscapes Our hearts never blameless in their vomitory fixations Dressed in umbilical
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After the rain has gone and the clouds part The first rays of light mark a fresh start But I miss the gloom, and the dark solitude In my blacked-out
Three foot hole in my heart I stand at the gate of an unmarked tomb Infanticidal dorsal wishes Amputate myself from everything rapturous The mirage of
Your existence is mine to thank For every sincere emotion I know And your apathy makes it all the more gripping The four walls of aspiration have closed
Diving through clouds To get to the forbidden place where ecstacy reigns The ground is more solid beneath my feet As the colour of love flows from my
Pass the fallen tapestries, like many before Navigate the ruins of a fallen world Break bread with those who broke you Seek beauty in whores The land
On a demonte l?abribus du boulevard Jean Moulin et les petites fleurs noires qui poussent sur le trottoir grelottent a qui mieux mieux dans le froid
stinkin like ya last lost J's on my feet same color as the white sox What you got to say boy I'm fresha than a crack rock My flow got a nigga on demand
land, the same color as sand I'm on that other shit, I'm in Sean John like Puff I spit rugged and rough, so don't call my bluff Yo flow is cream puff
it ain't about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry
patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah!) You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on (It's Fifty!) If it feels like my flow has been
I'm a weed blower, I get my ki's lower 16-5 a few weeks, I'll have a green roller [Yukon] I thought I told you, the flow don't stop And it ain't No
go turn em now It's like No Limit said it, we all day, no loss Just parkin lot pimpin, car changin colors These boys go hard off [Verse 7: Master P]
non mi conosci non sono ornella muti ma sono as boy forse non mi vedrai mai in tv ma presto mi conoscerai anche tu so che ti piace il mio flow di certo
It was Independence day I've seen the other side and I say oh, I've been insane and I wont ever be the same Cuz we flow we must be fly first to flow,