that ass if you step in my realm But since I sliced and diced your prime rib into minced meat My feat was your defeat, so take a loss and a seat My zone
kill the insecure Some respect, some resent, some remain from start to end Wear my heart on my short sleeves I'm stuck out here, I lost my keys From
, I was whippin' in the Corsica Hoopty muthafucka, hoppin' the double four's My pants droopy muthafuckas and pardon my grammar My nana died '95, so I done left my heart wit my
the skin on my hands is looking older every day The lies I've told have turned to leather on my face The love I've lost has turned to needles in my heart
just can't risk tearing us apart So te truth will always be buried in my heart I am more sorry then you'll ever know Your love has touched me so deep in my
the new emerging settlements and homes To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried
look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the
can't risk tearing us apart So te truth will always be buried in my heart I am more sorry then you'll ever know Your love has touched me so deep in my
receipts To each, his own, I thought my peace was with my chrome But is knowin' my homies souls, the rest are gone Hip is on, when my mama go to work
what I think about yours?/ Suck my dick, and eat my shorts/ Feast on your tongue before your ride forth/ These two tinmen might just slice yours/ Their heart
necessary got my mind on the cheddar kill my haters together bury em in abundance and starve there family's stomach's paper come in my thumbage, brand
my trashcan Well I'm looking older every day The lies I've told have turned to leather on my face The love I've lost has turned to needles in my heart
Sweet love, sweet love Trapped in your love I've opened up, unsure I can trust My heart and I were buried in dust Free me, free us You're all I need
Corsica Hoopty muthafucka, hoppin the double four's My pants droopy muthafuckas And pardon my grammar, my nana died '95 So I done left my heart wit my
might be doin' now sometimes it feels like a bad initiation but you woke my hear from a long hibernation you were worth every risk so I gave my hear
kill the insecure Some respect, some resent, some remain from start to end Wear my heart on my short sleeves I'm stuck out here, I lost my keys From the
Yeah who is this? (We ain't never meet before playboy my name is Chris I don't know what's going on but I figured I'd take the risk I got your number
me why I'm having visions of slugs My head penetrated Them niggas murdered X-Raided Guess who retaliated You risk the game to the broad It was your decision My