I?m wrong if it was all for you. Your scars are deep, and with every word, I?m only adding salt. The knife is in your back, and I keep twisting. By now
I'm wrong if it was all for you. Your scars are deep, and with every word, I'm only adding salt. The knife is in your back, and I keep twisting. By now
Traduzione: Killing The Dream. By Now.
And find a middle space where you belong as a little kid I dreamt intense dreams Now as a grown man, these same intense dreams are what I'm chasing feel
its blasphemy Now.. To rest To die Sleep.. Perchance to dream Of nightmares and coffin-worm Such sprrow, then To wake up To be alive Not dreaming In
dreams watchin' "Days of Our Lives" While I'm livin' on a hill, with thirteen wives Little big ass square, mashin' with the players Twist it, light it, inhale it, oh yeah Now
war? Did you ever stop to notice This crying earth, these weeping shores? Chorus I used to dream I used to glance beyond the stars Now I don't
now Two worlds collidin armies ridin soldiers, gone wild Sometimes I think my glory days was back in my youth I sought too for family, but I got it lost in these ounces Now
Killing us one by one In one way or another American will find a way to eliminate the problem One by one The problem is the troubles in the black youth
it is You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids They tell me not to roll with my glock So now I gotta throw away Floatin in the black
it is You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids They tell me not to roll with my glock So now I gotta throw away Floatin in the black Benz
them to the curb Luxury livin lavish, with dreams of dyin rich With a team and clientele on my motherfuckin dick And gettin down on these snitch bitches, protectin riches By
you are, One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, Young nation, no revolution and no cause, One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, Young nation
from a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women Time to heal our
friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on him Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lesson Court
. Storm) West Coast to the East Coast to the North and to the South [x4] [Verse 1: 6 Feet] I can see by the look in your eyes you were caught by surprise