your heart Wait for you to respond rip your flesh apart You never did so that mean you either dead or smart How long you gone hide behind that question mark
trying to be a pain, but is it all about the fame? Money makes you feel safe, you buy a new chair Fancy what all the others buy as if they care Stunned
I see the people guided by fear What is the problem to see more clear? is this delay created by the thoughts we are forced to think Or are we all so
Suppressing obligations in a row Anxiety makes you hold this line Giving up one day a week Isn?t this your fucking sign? You actually tell me my future
Some things in life are hard to explain The people you once valued are at once, gone in vain All those memories all it meant to you, are nothing to them
Spent my life watching others I?ve passed my judgment I reject it all But is there anything I know I?m just an 18 year old punk saying no You can describe
I know, we know, that you are here for me you see all the things I do to be the one who sees you in your bed sometimes I wake up and I can't see a
per me(x2) Guardo la dolce mia carcassa morta che sta giu e sempre giu' lei rimarra' non so piu' il perche(x2) niente piu lacrime da sprecare solo perche questa
cussed and busted up But it was nothin' I couldn't patch With a Band-Aid or a shot of alcohol But this one's gonna leave a mark One that time won't heal
your head like (This nigga got soul) Yo, yo [Verse 1: Akrobatik] This is just another take on the age old question (uh) Where's the rappers that's prepared
this highways going nowhere And the lines have all been blurred By the rains falling down in front of me So I clear the windshield just to find Another cross to mark
in the sky Here's a toast to those who can't handle their high You and I, we can swim into the tide And watch these other children lose they mind (I'm
oh man, i can't believe that you did what they said you did and to this day i've still gotta say that in my mind i question it i wish i knew what you
semicolon With my quotation quotables colon You love who you are period. I love who I am period But when it comes to liking parenthesis yourself You have a question mark
chop off heads just to take the necklace The type of Canibus (/cannabis) that's side-effectless The type of shit that get the Question-mark Man arrested
pumping it just like this... A little something for the breatheren with intellect you truly understand it's like a message from the one who's getting candid Making a mark
on, gotta get my drink on But ain't ever put a mink on I still get nice and shoot dice, still eat pork fried rice Still shoot threes like Mark Price
way to the dealer?s, tryna re-up Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep It?s wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up Bitch, it?s on again yeah