I know the past will open or fade. I'm just laying here older, now the years have grown on my face. Laughing children and warmer memories fade, they fade
your eyes and save me with your lies. I am lost for the last time, and I am fading. I am fading, I am fading, I am fading out
the highway with them drugs Feel my flow, mix it in witcha chronic main $hort Dawg, I don't know why you tryin to leave this game State to state, plenty
re not deserving The mirror of reflection, is quite disturbing She made so many promises, she couldn't keep She neglected to mother her young, so they don't sleep
the Earth, she gave birth to the seed From a lifeless ball of clay, empty as a hollow reed Until Allah breathed life into my physical frame From a state
I'm in a constant state of getting cut So why don't I feel anything? This is a violation Maybe I forgot what it was like Before it entered me So this
Well all right, well okay [x3] Well all right [x3] I wanted to make a song about where I'm from You know? Big up my home town, my territory, my state
a brand new begining AZ I'm back winning, dressed in black linen Attract women, low fade ways later spending this State paid four different ways Put my bid in, no sleep
This is a routine 2-11 play your role juss cooperate, help us reach this short term goal our fate lies in your safe clerk, please unlock it Nyquill, won't help us sleep
ain't fakin', It was Friday the 13th, I'm so wicked Freddy havin' nightmares on Elm Street, Now he too frightened to go to sleep, I bring the heat, You
with capitalist society i'd build a world where smiles and love are worth more than money and if this world blew up i'd finally get a decent night's sleep
time to click triggers Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters raw water turn sons to grandaughters Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring trouble where, you sleep
veteran holy a (dobo???) Come on now judge judy Youre televised through our vision While I black you get imprisoned When my eyes see through your eyes Your hypnotized Subconsciously you change the station
(feat. Afta Maff) Are you ready for death? Here's your cemetery plot [Kamikaze] Animosity pushes me to killa dreams in my sleep - Fatal thoughts of
sleep for i am not forever cursed as you'd expect i'd be my hoping's solace would take these open seams and twilight scenes and fade to curtain cut connect
me bound Ditchin school to feed my hungry flesh I had an A in fornication, But a F on my test, Oh yes Being in bondage is a horrible state I can't escape
a stranger's body with an old friend's face There's a wild parade and a slow fade and a touch of grace Can I visit your house? can I sleep in your bed
the Rotten Apple We grapple in the streets to stack loot and slip the shackles I'm currently, servin twenty-nine to life Duckin the searchlight, no sleep