Lyrics:
to the ground as the cold wind blew
There stood my fear like a wall
Threatening upon me to fall
Looked him in his big brown eye
He said, "My friend, let us
through the club seeing sister on with some tight skirts
But what I got on ya a sack black lips and lungs
I got what I got to stack hunds and ones
Now I
saw him at the bar Looks like he's moving on
And I'd be lying through my teeth If I said it didn't break me
Every time you twist the knife
You don't owe
hit you
Right where the good Lord split you
Some just don't get the picture
This one for all my sisters
I know it's been a while
And you wonder
flashy [fuck that]
I'm meet your sister she gonna come home changed [HA!]
I bring the freak outta that bitch, rick james
Hi, whole things if my brains
was hoping it would heal me i was wrong
The shit I love just might kill me all along
Don't talk about it I just write it in a song
By the time somebody
of anything can get you killed don't fuck around and OD
Too late I'm here now applying pressure until you're blue in the face
I can tell by that look in your
And dad's a little childish, my mom a little crazy
My bro I can't define him
Only my sister gets me
My girl will never fix me
It's in my own hands to posses
Brothers and sisters, we are gathered here today to
celebrate in the loss of the
evil and sinful person known as Blaze.
Just like his soul shall be
vibes collide and I see that it's you
This whole time I turned away and but behind my mind the truth
In your brown eyes everlasting fire and never aging
finish that
The man just saw me huggin
and this is what you can dig
you done got him in trouble
so now
uh oh o o o o
you in trouble
you been messin them
took you by the hotdog lady
And I said I loved you with mustard
And You just said maybe
And all you seem to do is scream and whine
But I think I'm going
Just doing a mic check, ok,
Prophet me,
Priest me,
King me,
Prophet me,
Priest me,
King me,
Standing in the rain,
I'm doing like a king do,
If God
Mama's in the kitchen with a steak knife
Showing her sister how she slices the meat
Daddy's on the phone with his first wife
Saying "I'd like
everytime I think about you
It's like the world been on my shoulders, everyday I been without you
My way of living ain't healthy, but I'm trying to be a man
in his head
Clean cut, very smooth face
Seein' my sister when I walked in
He had his hands around her neck
First thing was to pull him off of her
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