about While I try to find a cure for this cotton mouth I keep track of the miles I run But read the flask, say Southside, son Took a sip through the hole of my
Verse 3] Oh here you come again Mister mouth runna (mouth runna) Providin' a roof ova (roof ova) to make a house unda (house unda) You talk a good game
The Killa With Or With The Buretta Tight Right Under My Sweater And We Hide It Delopta Be Where My Killas But My Dealers Are Betta Like A Blender Leeroy Like A
: A hand in my mouth A life spills into the flowers We all look so perfect As we all fall down In an electric glare The old man cracks with age She found
in a purple sea of doubt You wanna hear she loves you but the words don't fit the mouth You're a loser, a rebel, a cause without But don't think me callous
all about While I try to find a cure for this cotton mouth I keep track of the miles I run But read the flask, say Southside, son Took a sip through the hole of my
A hand in my mouth A life spills into the flowers We all look so perfect As we all fall down In an electric glare The old man cracks with age She found
inside of me Leave me alone Looking back on it now my sweat still beads ice cold Like a refreshing reminder to my skin of nights old My only innocent
never be sober get up, pack it in...high...I love gettin' high...Im'a get high 'till I die...can I have a light my brother...where is my bud the pipe
in a purple sea of doubt You wanna hear she loves you but the words don't fit the mouth You're a loser, a rebel, a cause without But don't think me
to a nickle to a dime then a half to a Z now its P's all the time most of my crew was high in high school and failed, but got a A + from getting high
will never regret. I'm the man with the heart of gold. Trust in me, I will make you feel free. I'm the man who will change your world. Take my hand ?
be sober [get up, pack it in...high...I love gettin' high...Im'a get high 'till I die...can I have a light my brother...where is my bud] the pipe