kind of love it is ? you're knockin' at my heart What kind of love it is ? tearing me apart What kind of love it is ? But the memories of what is love
of love it is ? you're knockin' at my heart What kind of love it is ? tearing me apart What kind of love it is ? But the memories of what is love what
Serch] Black cat is bad luck, bad guys wear black Musta been a white guy who started all that (Make the Gas Face!) For those little white lies My expression
in blind laughter. Where are those sex ripened lips, his kiss print still warm on several necks. Where is love now? murder = white out. cancer = birth
Look out your window, baby, there's a scene you'd like to catch, The band is playing "Dixie," a man got his hand outstretched. Could be the Fuhrer Could
on with the tour. We're here at the Arlington National Cemetary. Behind all of you, right where the gentleman with the afro is standing, is the grave
cares if Bloods is on it Mack 10, one of the few West Coasters to shine And most of them got the mainstream, the hood is mine [Verse 2: Jayo Felony]
stepping on these leprechauns? It gotta be acid cuz the X is gone Ya I took them all dog with some parmesian And I think my arm is gone It's probably
it At least you claim you ain't down with that hiphop shoobeedoobee Which is fine cause my click say you booty You a white kid, your mom said I'm a mooley
you got it, baby I'm at you a lifetime, the nigga washin' your window shorten your lifeline You're fuckin' wit white wine, I'm fuckin' wit nitrate I'm
palm, the pressure is on The message is still reckless, my death wish is gone My focus is back, no stopping, my obsession is strong Critics told me that
and days Under the moon, is where I was born and raised And doomed for life, nigga this aint no daylight I love it, murderin muthafuckas in the night
White Owls and mad tunes Live quite fowl, leavin Lifestyles in bitches bathrooms I crack granite, and pack a mass transit it's so weird My style is more
[Verse 1:] Even's Dead, The Chronicles Of An American Waster... Waster's everything, a sugar skull painted white, he's contradiction In it's purest form
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