head.. press my lips against you... your fists clench this bed... now i'm on fire burning with intentions... cause you always make me high... and i'm on
.. press my lips against you... your fists clench this bed... now i'm on fire burning with intentions... cause you always make me high... and i'm on fire
halfway hot not lukewarm you don't got no form you (...?...) all caught up in bein' waterproof when you shoulda been tryin' to catch up w/the truth for all intent and purposes your life on earth
I stop and think, Am I the last person Who can wear his symbol on his shirt without the intentions to merch it Headlines alerting, See the state that the Earth
hit your head, shot your locks off I heard you was afraid to say my name on your record Cause you's afraid I'd put your motherfucking frame on a stretcher
seed and? The grass can be greener on the other side ( and the people go-Hey ahh) (Speech) Life is filled with Challenges My boys Kidneys failed man he?s on
the shores of a southern ocean Rub my fingers thru your hair Slowly rub and caress your forehead and bare our problems, as we lay on the bed called Earth
man, we'll smash him from Preston to Epworth!" Onward and on to the ends of reason where malice is the means of the earth. Onward and on, this strange
on earth with a strong hand? What about the prophecy? [Lugaid] I realize... [all] For the glory, for the glory, for the glory, For the glory. Oh - what is going on
been put to the sword! The war-Chief of Queen Boudicca: Onwards to Camulodunum... wet your swords! Redden the earth with Roman blood! I remember the
on Earth But the pain on my heart weighs heavy it hurts Hope you see my good intentions for whatever its worth Through self conviction when I mention my intentions
test your fate Nine, ten, we're out to kill again Straight from the burning flames of hell A place where all assassins dwell Pur back on earth to destroy
for the fact my window opens towards a brick wall for the three legged dog I saw dragged on a leash for the homeless man who walks my block in rainstorms with plastic bags on
of somehow forgetting God Sentenced to life of hell on earth And they ain?t coming back, I?ve never known either to lie It wasn?t my intention, I am a man
from the Hook on No question, we keep the truck on Hoes, now get your fuck on Now you're suck on some shit, we bust a nut on All you niggaz waiting for
of better words, that's my bond that never breaks Pierce hearts with stakes, bloodsuckers cast no reflection In my prism detention, they hate On Prison's intentions
nigga at random Get out a Dodge like I'm car jacking you for your Magnum I walk around like I've got a S on my chest Sick Side or New West, my minds on
, K-West, Jigga Man, DMX Plus Missy Elliott, but that's that, for real Cuz see rap spoke on Brooklyn and spoke out on Paris But now it speaks on Navice
