Lyrics:
or to undo us
I wanted you
In truth I want you still
But you're so far away
Unless I play the rules by which you want to play
But then I feel you push
You know you're my cookie baby and you're too smart
I can see it in the lines of your school art
True heart
I mean courage
Expressed with care
Go
you young, you don't see how life can pass you by
You don't even really care if you gon' starve or not
This go back to ninety-three when I got
thing as a good job these days
My daddy was a sailor, my mother a whore
Brought up by a gypsy, left at her door
Raised on the street, I'm dirty
muchacha is to blame
How can I be gentle
Sweet and sentimental
While the cha cha's playing
And my heart is swaying
I find that I am even dancing
when
like me?
can you feel what it is to be dead like me?
can you feel what it is to be?
I cut out my heart just the other day.
held it in my hand, said
of the train
Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk
peeps died that my heart been torn
Too much pressure, stress ya, that's why I'm a young ass man
Grippin the trigga and not afraid to let my gun blast
Being followed by the nigga hating feds
I had to ask them, what's that in your hand, all I said
Picture Fiend with this, they made me do it my friend
pieces
And make ya death the sweetest
Punch a hole through ya cleavage
By the way how was Jesus
I hope you been baptized
Fucked up and meet ya maker, with
I met him in a bar, that was the first mistake
Our eyes met on the double take
The room stood still and the music drowned
Like a B-movie show
You try to tell me where your heart is
You say there's nothing wrong
And the honesty in your eyes tells me
That I should be strong
I don't want
Thoughts penetrate my mind
Words from the past come to life
A light from above melts my callous heart
The Lord is good to those
Who seek and wait for Him
Your prayers,
I don't feel them in my heart
It is not hate
That I stare coldly at the son of god
I can not force the blood of Christ
To flow
That's fine
I'm at the finish line, now you behind
We in the race and I'm droppin your horse
Everything down my road is an obsticle course
And one by one I
this makes no sense
With hollow hands kissed by hollow lips
Run away
Cause you've seen him cry
You've cut apart his heart with your knife
Hollow,
of have been, yet schooled
Engineers peep the structure of my mind
Now they wonder how the math went
L was made to ascend, which is evident by my descent
[Haystak]
My minds constantly in money gettin mode
I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes
I came by way of a long bumpy road
Doin eighty it's all
I walk curtain drops I stumble fall tripped by my material needs
I look out to the gawking creed silent
Whisper becomes a roar
I pick myself
[Verse I]
Dear Slim, I never wrote you or been calling
My name ain't Stan son nah we've never met and
My name's KJ let me begin by introducing now
covered with hair insides mechanical
Guardin' my heart like I'm botanical
I'm snatchin' satans mandible
I damned him at best with random access
Forever
people as they pass on by
Some of them want to come inside
Man oh man one on one I wonder which one will she trust
'Cause some men only lust
And she
the presence of angel why cry?
Smiles and cries on my way to heaven
You are the gold seed 4th downs the line
Your picture is kept close by my side
Ask me
why they call him Two T's
Welcome to my world...
[starts rapping]
Where the quarter always gives you one life
So you better push your buttons just
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