The best artwork is when your hand are stained with blood; Veins and arteries entangle Which one leads to death? Or should I rip at them all? Tip toe
Stay tonight, don't leave me to sleep alone. And wake me up, make me beautiful. As you once thought I was, make me beautiful. Sitting on the bed side
and I?m the only one who steals your eyes?. Fighting for love on the catwalk and I?m her latest outfit. She said, ?Please kill me with your words? I
Break me gently, kill me softly shot gun. I?m cool like water that breaks against the shore. You did this for him, you left him wanting more. The waves
Paint me a gun my love. Pull the trigger on me, baby. Blow me away. Why didn?t you take your photographs with you? Look at everyone else you?re killing
She's fading away She's turning away This perfect night I wish it could never end We lie under a plain sheet, And romance it glares at us Until our
Set your cameras (It doesn't...) To black and white (Feel like...) 'Cause I'd give (Paradise...) My everything (Anymore...) To have You back tonight
fighting Don't let her words bring you down Just to make love under clearer skies I can feel you when you crawl, I can feel you when you kill, I can
Will you load my revolver, baby? Here I lay, fading away, Before your blue eyes Kiss me until I wake
. Please surrender. My knives are blunt. She woke to the bluest of the blue and left red like your torn up diary. There are vacancies on death row. She walks from her
another Ice Cube groupie test She's a hoe cause they knew her at the front desk Told her to meet me, at the room 110 And the bitch showed up, with her
A holistic inception. Do we not have the glory? An open eye perspective. (Move on. Move on.) That we have not a worry. Move on now. That you can
all. When they finally find me Whipe the tears from your eyes Pretend I never happened Get on with your life Tell my mom I love Her This was not her
I dont fuck no more Yeah nigga huuh? huuh? Killa Cam, H.O.T. Ones huuh? Flame thrower yeah yeah Uhh Niggas remind me of slappin a bunch of words Darkness
of hand you want to kill a bitch Long time ago should have stopped the shit She give you some pussy and you let her slid Run more game give her the keys
wit the funky style. Put it together like a puzzle builder. If Trenton don't get cha, pops gon' kill ya. Killa Cali. The state where they kill. Down
Hell How many niggas want to be involved? See I was only talking to Biggie But I'll kill all of ya'll Then ball Then tell the Brat to keep her mouth
a psycho, Mariah aint got shit on me when I retire I'll be spittin baby food on people a tent siege on ranch, huddled up next to her with Hello Kitty slippers on, humping her
