These days are unforgiving Memories of you tear at me And I fall harder than I could have imagined Lying in ruin with tired hands I still hold on
(Rap is Crap take 19... 1, 2, 3... GO!) I like hXc music I like hXc girls I like Dillinger Escape Plan And don't forget about Coalesce There's only
t help but wonder if you ever meant anything you said My faith in you has died A tear for every ungranted wish And a tear for every word unsaid No, you
it's huggin' you But Satan muggin' you 'cause although you're a hard rock You still don't know where you go when your heart stops All those jokes you make about you
For starters, I contemplated on where to split you Marked a spot with a dotted line, then ripped you Used careful procedure, if you listen closely You
they find you when they told you get lost Tell me why you're grittin when you have no dental floss Wasn't my loss Thought you were the boss? You never
in the country Have the ladies like, "we got nothin' but love for you honey" Plus I got enough charms on my muthafuckin' arm (You da bomb!) To really give Lucky a run for
I wanted to do was be a winner All I ever ate was hot dogs and chips for dinner I sacrificed so much for my career That's why my eyes shed blood for tears
to pop it '89 is mine you can't stop it Are you ready for the drop (yeah) Then drop it [CHORUS] [OUTRO] Now freak me "Are you ready" [scratched by
you on tour you'll see thousands like the dozens and after all dat if yo games phat all I want to see is da golden platnium plaq [Course] [Lord Jazz scrathes for
the same town on the same dirty ground And I don't care how you livin' it up I even got dead niggas shiverin' up You can bet I come diggin' you up Them
wanted to do was be a winner All I ever ate was hot dogs and chips for dinner I sacrificed so much for my career That's why my eyes shed blood for tears
how they eyes lit Surprise its, that n-gga that you should have been on I handed you n-ggas my demo, dawg I couldn?t get on One time for my city bitch
I just popped up eatin breakfast at some Wyatt's (Big Moe) Yeeeh-yeeeah, yeeeh yeeah yea yeeeah its them boys off that Long Drive that nigga DeMo (DeMo
pop it eighty nine is mine you can't stop it are you ready for the drop (yeah) then drop it Chorus Outro: now freak me (are you ready) hit it hit
month I heard you got the fever for the flavor I heard you got the fever for the flavor I heard you got the fever for the flavor Somebody said you had
you slumber, so i linked the bees an stung ya, I brung you three times as much an your fuckin' idols brought to you, but since you know me vocally you
in the same town on the same dirty ground And I don't care how you livin' it up I even got dead niggas shiverin' up You can bet I come diggin' you up