I could have swore the ends were fraying In too many different sides 1,000 new conclusions None of which were right The minutes feel like gravity holding
A preemptive goodbye Try not to close my eyes Then I am gone But the seconds move too quick This tension is so thick That I lose all my breathe It'
from the Pacific My heart fell to my stomach From my throat May the history never fade form either side Don?t stop being lost, alive On the divide
Early trains on a Sunday Time slips right through our hands Off to dream of the good days May never see them again Life goes on out the window With
This all was a curse that seemed only getting worse The blessing was parallel in a city that's living hell Where the journey and the destination Are
From under the line Intolerance disguised As adequate living wage Gonna build a wall Four stories tall With bricks of aimless rage But it's you
I can?t remember the last time that I saw you I can?t remember at all Seems so funny how time flies by Keeping up with every drink I can?t remember
Weeks turn to months as the seasons won?t change Light turns to dark just like loves turned to hate Now the summer is coming Blacker than you could
weren?t getting any younger I waited for answers to arrive Young and naive to think this once went on forever I?m still holding on despite the curves and divides
What do you say when all's been abandoned and the fire's been left to die? Do you carry on like you have been or believe the lie? No surrender from
these words and stay with me the machines coming mean with a better life in between better get yourself a piece before they leave heaven awaits you heaven
...] Feel another future response [feel it as a...] You get the heaven you like You get the heaven You get the heaven you need You get to heaven now
Keep a gun with me cocked Come with my squad, nobody knows my number but God - and homie (When it's your turn) Even the paradise is a heaven The dice
had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray Although we pray and we pray and we pray We do but still wanna make the loot No more united, divided
, two shots don't drop Bone, no, oh, oh and if I could teach the world to be a thug like me... then they probably be thuggin in heaven eternally... (Layzie
meant so much why wasn't I chose? But it will not stop bone Those shots don't drop, bone, no, no If I could teach the world to be a thug like me Everybody thuggin' in heaven
Watts, niggas in Cali take bullets to the brain still rowdy Jesus really never died, you crucified mutual suicide. Who am I? Local with vocals going coast to coast. Heaven
