: Shock Die Her tear streakedface, darts into the room, her lips tremble As she speaks, the time stops as the blood rushes, to my head She ages,
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: Gaze into these eyes again and tell me that you do not think that you see something more than Nothing because that's the way you've treated me over
: Tears fall from the sky See my life as I'm rotating freely in this wound laceration that I've picked at until it just will not heal Desperate to
: Lie Youth hypnotized by the glory of rising up from the ashes left by the flames that consumed their parent's home Idolizing the dreams that were
: Gasping for air. A lie This life's grip on us is closing in on our sense of reality You are the prophet, I have been sent here, to warm you of your
Money: the only topic that your have time for, you will not listen, to anything else Than your stock quotes at the dinner table, your family screams
: Step back and take a look at your own life for a change Why do a white picket fence and a job make me a man? I have worked harder in this room than
: Repent Now now or ever will I try to be something I'm not It us time to justify with your life's only denial You cannot believe everything that
: My premonitions were right you've left me hollowed and burnt. No tomorrow will heal the damages you've left within me. Now, don't try to change the
: Our corporate image sickens me to a point where our face sense of hope forms a lump in my throat I try to come clean but it's far too late. The lump
car Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah) And everywhere I drive I'm a star, little kids all on the corner scream, 'That's my car
S) We spit non-typical flows like this (F L O B O T S) Mile High City and it goes like this Like this, like this 3, 2, 1, 4, 5, 6 No tellin? where the
Dancin' on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I adore Step on stage and scream for more All I see, Pussy Galore Snap my fingers, make you mine If not
a thousand miles on my body [Rick Ross Talking] Born to win Look around From the projects to the penthouse Our vision never changed, we self made Count that up [Verse 3
car Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah) And everywhere I drive I'm a star, little kids all on the corner scream, 'That's my
hoe! [Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez] Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck Dope House click came to wreck [Verse 3: SPM] Money and the
I walk 47 miles of barbed wire Use a cobra-snake for a necktie Got a brand new house by the roadside Made outta rattlesnake hide Got a brand new chimney
