black Just like the good times Don't treat me like a tourist Let's stay high They break our hearts like it's our birthdays Soak us in animal blood
It's a feeling that I don't understand 'Cause my heart starts beating triple time With thoughts of loving you on my mind I can't figure out just what to do When the cause and cure
don't understand 'Cause my heart starts beating triple time With thoughts of loving you on my mind I can't figure out just what to do When the cause and cure
will bring you back to me Will bring you back to me You're a dirty needle You're in my blood and there's no curing me, yeah I wanna run like the blood
I wake, if I could I would shrink myself And sink through your skin to your blood cells Remove whatever makes you hurt, but I am too weak to be your cure
, waitin' for warfare [Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone] A nigga got a flow that's so sick, my shit is in critical condition And if there's a cure for this, I
Turn them headphones up No doubt son, no problem Creepin' it though, baby It's gangsta, the truth gonna come to the level Yo, as this blood flow through
, infamous song torture Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal There's no cure
Just stay and I'll be there by the break of day I had to evacuate the premises, you're your own nemesis The premise is you're born in blood and leave
's gonna cure you When the pain won't heal? Who's gonna be there When the world goes wrong? Who's gonna tell you You're the only one? In my blood, in
limbs so weary Started by daylight next morning light and airy Took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinking That's the paddy's cure, whene'er
I felt you come to life on my fingertips I mixed your blood with mine Wanted to feel like this forever Wanted to feel like this I've got nothing left
so beatiful, white is so pure Can you see a difference? all I see's a blur Is one color a virtue how can you be sure Ignorance the disease education the cure
beautiful, white is so pure Can you see a difference? All I see's a blur Is one color a virtue? How can you be sure? Ignorance the disease, education the cure
Anchormen spike their blood, wear masks of mud Cucumbers cut to fit their eyes And so no one would know how tired they've grown Of talking and telling
Helpless, there's no escape She's in my blood, my heart won't wait Hopeless, I'm on my knees There ain't no cure for this disease, oh, oh Well, I didn