you bleed for me I'll believe in you Reach in your black soul and take my time If you bleed for me I'll believe in you It's your final day make me believe
time on California crime Watching for thievin I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason See me and
bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark You can call me the beast from the east, I run these streets You can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me
to the fiery Gates of hell Once I was afraid of love But when it's your brother Those things change 'Cause love is just another word For trust So hear me
chopped [E-40] Bitch, feelin' evil like Knievel lookin' for a wrench Gotta a couple screws loose like the grinch Problem child ain't got no problem with disposin' Lose me temper, lose me
by big and the little, Riddle by the stock exchange rockgame, get close for a dose with the West Coast chop game, Nickie but not cuttie, only water in the clip for
your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no Fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament, a Tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, Offer me
m a C&C two liter The little honey that be doin her she thing On some Mya shit, like "It's All About Me" see? I bleed things, blunt slicer on my keyrings
Once upon a time I was the hurricane boy There was no eye in me for you to hide Head low don?t show oceans in my eyes As the waves clap goodbye to sorrow
I've got, Is not enough, I want better, Than the best, To compete, With the Rest, So give me more, Of what I want, Run right through me, Like a hurricane
Step down, step down. Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament, tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me
s stay trippin when they moms is broke Cops got 'em tellin, blocks is too hot for sellin My pop give me a straight shot of Corel 7 Biggie and Pac made me
at the third circle, the cold and filthy rain Punished for their gluttony, languid for all time The earth it stinks of corpses, damned for all time The
pay for that mishap With another motherfuckin' hurricane bitch slap [Hook] The crop circles are talking to me Circle something, circle something The crop circles are talking to me
me She says to me I?m lucky just to be just like I am But I?ll be damned if I don?t feel like my soul?s about to bleed She says: ?that don?t matter
