Lyrics:
pierce flesh
So if your life's worth whatever that's worth it's no stress
Just let go and I'll be on my way thanks come again
Next week I'll catch you
'm broken down and bleeding from a Six month
Scab we peeled away tonight.
In the year's last hour the swan song will Fade at last,
And I will sing no
the Jag' but they the wifey
Icey, is what my merchandise be
Know I'ma star, so they over-price me
Charli B'More be twice you bitch
Tell you got no style by
And then I open eyes and I realize
The only thing I'm holding is a memory in my heart
It'll soon be six o'clock and I've gotta talk
I'm hating every
look up to the sky on
Rough nights wondering why
I saw our baby girl pass in front of my eyes
Before it the thought of it tortured me
Only lived six days
effect me, man, we all got touched
I was Aaliyah, One in a Million who fled before
Not knowing what the future had in store
12 hours to Tupelo when it
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We stay connected
Bronx to crizona well protected
Our names ring bells, throughout this country were respected
By the highest authorities,
6 AM, 8 hours flew by
Kinda silly, Can't open my eyes
Too cold outside, too cozy in your arms
Let's call in sick, turn off the alarm
Hit the Snooze
Welcome to the loneliest place on earth
Trains fly by so fast so you’ve heard
Nothing is on time, it’ll blow your mind
It’s so cold I can’t feel my
Kick 16s fresh man
Nah do
24/3
4 hours to snooze
501 jeans
100 round shoot
409 clean
808 boom
1 9 0 4 there
4 4 2
7 6 0
Now I thought you knew
Wake
I never lie
Ask any girl that ever love me
And ask them why did they leave me
Gwo pwel Shelly
That’s what my friends them call me
6 gwo pwels too many
I get up I feel allright
got my six string by my side
I look back long gone long
for my memorie help me with this song....
Golden days and glory
next? This lifestyle you obsess with
It's what you do best
Woke up 6 PM by a brand new girl
13th hour real world
I keep trying and trying to let go
We jumped in the car at 6am
To go for a two hour drive
Headin' for a day out at the beach
Today's a good day to be alive
At 8am we can finally see
knew I'd lost my grip
As we were taken one by
One to the rescue ship
Never go to sea, me boys
Never leave the land
For once you're out to sea it
Doesn't
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were — I have not seen
As others saw — I could not bring
My passions from a common spring
My passions
the last two
Polite man with an attitude
From the sweeter side still sour
I want the money and power and getting it by the hour like
I don't care about
Sitting here counting the hours
Waiting for the sun to kiss the sea
Paralyzed by the fragrance of the flowers
They remind me of you and me
at the hour of Mars
'Neath a star-inwoven sky latticed by scars
To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair
Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary
boss
See I've been sipping 3 weeks straight
At da venue six ekseni
I'm smoking cause I'm one le di pache'
And baby with an ass like that
Ima call you
goes down, baby, all we got is us
Why my uncle doc left me everything when he died
And when pop passed, two weeks later I cried
And when great
fields,|Won't last another week.|'Don't let the clouds go blow by,|Let rain drops fill the skies,' he prays.||Chorus|Sometimes all we see|Is our slice
to becoming number one
His mind is always racing but his visions are numb
Professing all his wisdom he feels jaded and week
A genius wouldn't work himself
Goodbye cruel world
Of this shape a star of five
Also applies to the one with six sides
Against the sun and against the moon
I warn you that
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