Bored tooling around carving stick figures in my arm remembering how things could've been handled better coping with the pain of loss what to do with
us to share We live our separate lives And go our different ways Cause we don't see eye to eye And we can't stand face to face We live our separate lives
- ooo - so, pretty sky) So, pretty sky I'm gonna paint you Then hang you on my bedroom wall cos I think ..that god lives there (and you think now) God lives
Oae ?aeei, a eaiia iao iaiy E oie oieiaiue eae ciay Io?aaie ?aeoie iieiniao Ii ai?eo a?eoaie oae eaaei E ?aaoaa i?ic?a?iue naao ?aneeiao ?a?ac iiea
And although It doesnt know how to read or write, well god damn this thing can lie... And although it doesnt know that it is not alive, well god damn
doing this? What are we doing this for? Because we can... Before the end of our lives The end of our lives The end of our lives Before the end of our lives
aloof The pain between us went unsolved Now I cross myself and stare Into my mind I now dissolve How to cope and to decide How to live a thousand lives
So I opened a can of worms all over the floor. Now your floor moves like bath water but you're still no closer to knowing what I mean. We're going round
the belt, from tha pipe to the parkway Everything a nigga touch is like park-ay Get it right, bill nigga let it light From the stand though, two mil, living
guzzlin' that beige fluid Spazzin' like its the music that made me do it Move through it if you that thorough, I'm certified Through the grapevine, I know that niggas heard I'm live
(Joe) Aiyyo, we veterans now, AZ, AZ And J-O-E (AZ) I'm back, no Belve, just bottles of Don With the same role plays that's about to go on, Any stagnation
by coastal Rap mobile, low key, anti-social Smoke gray Timbs, criss fade, wave to sin White Denali, teared it up, flagrant rims I'm no theif, I live by
Yea Once again coming for the game Who can stop me now? First and foremost, I'd like to apologize to the public For allowing y'all to endure (Sosa) All
something we do Party night, play the dance floor, once in a blue Me and the crew, prank jewelers, we somethin' to view Beyond live, we leave all that
night, fiends up four in the night Gave us new style, but some just became too foul Now it's two-thou', year two-thou' So I toast to the live that know
Lables to the brand names kids on top And let's toast for the lost souls And pray enough to hope and meet em at the crossroads reunite Hope I live to
(Talk) This is Quiet money fo life, understand huh This is quiet money fo life, TBS huh Get it right, huh [AZ] This another one street stressing Keep
What y'all want from me? [Chorus] [AZ - speaking over Chorus] Yeah, y'all haters better get a hustle man, stop fuckin wit me I'm tryin to live man,