You did what you wanted You killed what you had to Some will come with flowers Summertime will take you under (Repeat) You did what you could Like anyone
You weren't born to suffer You were born to live If that song was over What would you want? Go back To where you live Go back To where you live You
Yellow stray dog Closing in on me Everywhere I go And the white cars whirl-pooling With their heads full Yellow stray dog Closing in on me (Thanks
I watch the long sunrise I watch the stars fade I thought you'd be Still beside me When the sun came You were gone I watched the long sunrise I watched
side of my Black Jack David By the side of my Black Jack David In the arms of my Black Jack David By the side of my Black Jack David (Thanks to Jessika
Oh, give it to them slowly It never stops coming So give them what you thought You'd never use So, tell me what you thought then Did you know you were
Spider crawls into a wall She'll never fall She'll never fall Don't get too close to her She'll keep you drugged up for nights Soon soon soon You'll
Goodbye highways sunshine bright days black cars drive away well it's worth it to me i let go of their money anyway drugged sex with strangers who i
Ha Ha it happens all the time She's taking you along Photographic mind Remember it's a movie Let go of everything you said Everything you've heard All
sweeter the juice I say The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice I say The blacker the berry t-the blacker the berry the blacker the blacker the blacker the blacker
a get double life I ain't wanna do it, I ain't even really hate son That's a damn shame but tomorrow, I'm a make? Black Hummer waitin' for me in front
away [Styles P] You know where I come from The place where your fate is a mic Or a bull or a dum dum A jail cell a pine box And brothers is dumb young
the next man on the real I don't care, cause ain't no telling what might happen Thank God for the fact, that I'm blessed in this rap black And ain't no
Many rocks the rapid has A lot of billows the sea More plentiful are my cares Then cones on a spruce Beard moss on a juniper Gnarls upon a pine bark
desire to change The desire to deconstruct all of my past failings But where to begin because when you live in sin It's hard to look at saints without them Reflecting their jet black
9, Slim, Shady" [skirt] "COME ON!!" [Royce Da 5'9"] Can't stop the hustle, Royce nickel nine Glock stops the tussle, nine shots'll bust you Pine box'
sons step back and see the damage done meander to the horizon (shoot straight to the horizon) the streets of America black, tarred concrete pine for
