Lyrics:
You oughta get comfortable.
We gonna get busy.
Say good-bye to the late, to
The great Mr. Nice Guy.
Do or die, I'm (gonna) open your eyes
I'd spend my days alone
I used to stay at home
Lost in seclusion there
Like I was in a cell
A captured heart as well
Surrounded by despair
the freedom in your eyes
I was too busy watching you
Going wild child
To be worried about going to jail
You were thinking that
Running for it
Would make
foundation does it stand on rock or sand
When the smoke clears, does it bring fears
When the houses fall or stand
In the fire of refining with the flames
one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bullshitting, glock with the full clip
Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit
All who love are blind
When your heart's on fire
You must realize
That smoke gets in your eyes
So I chaffed them
And I gaily laughed
To think
ain't nothin' like South Park
Pistol whip you 'til you know the serial number by heart
Sit the chop on top your nose, if you sneeze, I squeeze
Got them
Yes, today
I can say, "I get a kick everytime
I see you gaze at me."
I see moments of history
Your eyes meet mine and
They dance to the melody
'bout this one, and we still young, you know
I'm breathin' fire in your cup
It's not my fault if your hearts grown cold
It's not my fault if your hearts
his pass is incomplete 'cause I can tell in the smell
To let the dutchy pass me by, let the left catch hell
If I wanted to smoke tobacco I'd get
find
All who love are blind
When your heart's on fire
You must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes
So I chaffed and I gaily laughed
To think they
As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden
The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine
I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain
Someone
When the day gets dark
Over a thousand streets
And you feel your heart
Is a living beat
When you're all alone
And you close your eyes
Naked
Now laughing friends deride
Tears I cannot hide
Oh, when your heart on fire
You must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes
(Smoke gets in your eyes
Smoke
he's such a quiet kind of guy
How he thrills me, my oh my
Maybe it isn't true
What they say about him
Don't be fooled
By the shyness in his eyes
Making eyes at this husk around my heart
I see through you when we're sitting in the dark
So give me your filth
Make it rough
Let me, let me trash your
And wait in the parkin' lot for waitresses off the clock
When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog
Drag 'em in the woods and go
on a rampage, couldn't see what I wrote I write small
It says ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with white walls
Had a fire in my heart, and a dire desire
favorite drug, I'll smoke you in the club
R.I.P, what a dream, you're so damn dangerous
I can't get enough
Wanna fall into your super love
Yeah my
My fear of the flame
With your love I know
Through your eyes I see
It's a lonely, lonely heart who'd believe
Don't go near the fire it will hurt you
And wait in the parkin' lot for waitresses off the clock
When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog
Drag 'em in the woods and go
y'all niggas on it y'all know how to keep a secret
When I get money you know I like to keep it
How I get money niggas you try to peep it
Flipmode be
fools never learn.
Play with the fire,
And your gonna get burned.
It's only love when your loved in return.
Some fools never learn.
Some fools never
in the heavens and the wheels are flyin'
Fame and honor never seem to fade
The fire gone out but the light is never dyin'
Who says I can't get
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