Lyrics:
shells in my shit, blew his shit the fucked off
Mr. gang bang motherfucker boogie bitch
Slob nigga don't slip cause I'ma cock the set trip
Snoop should
a loaded gun
Set my sights on you
My love is a loaded gun
Put my bullet in you
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth
I was born
slips away.
So close your eyes and sleep to dream.
I'm by your side.
No words to speak.
We'll set our course and make it through.
No matter how
love than mine
And if you disagree
Set me free
I did not believe in self defense
'till you crushed me like an ornament
When you hung me from your
(and ain't it strange?)
There's poison in your blood (and ain't it strange?)
I shot your heart and set your spirit free
Don't let your love go numb
This ember burns down low
And with my face aglow
You are all I know
Set this place on fire
Let the flames rise higher
As they reach
to the heart and then
That's the way fates come unsealed
That's the way life and death's revealed
First thing you must set the method down
Next you mustn't
set free...
So purge me then I can purge you just purge me let me breathe
My heart will ache to keep it sacred my heart will break torn between this
could never be
So you take the best of everything and throw it all away
Set us up, set us free
Then take everything away
Social set, simple gain
on the wall, So if I get a little crazy, look a little spacey, blowing kisses your way, will you thing I'm ok? Set the sun on fire, scream a little higher, hold
to ya, baby)
Set your spirit free
It's the only way to be
Silly games that you were playing
Empty words we both were saying
Let's work it out girl,
fortune's set in stone
She's got beauty
And she's famed for being so cruel
And I said I won't be too late
I said I won't be too high
To find out what
And love will set us free if we just try
I can feel you trying
For so long you've been hiding
Wish I could've told you
That one time
I'm feeling my
screen
Little baby lost to the world outside
Trying not to let anyone inside
Learnin' what you get from a TV set
And it makes you crazy
Hide it
You feel the pressure building
You feel the walls cave in
All around you so much tension
Someone to pull the string
Reality sets in
Realizing
Twelve was the age that set me off with the "graff" style.
While zapp bumping, gang banging was hype with the juvinile.
Graff grabbed my mind which
[Music: Fasciana; lyrics: Hoffmann]
Swath of blood, shapes of the dead
My mind transforms to canvas in my head
Always striving set to achieve
When you're holding tightly to my sleeve
The one with my heart upon it
Hard as a mountain range
Bright as a harvest moon
The set gets rearranged
But
Come fool
Where we create
Fool me your life
Set in World Demise
Lots to define
Follow the bodies there
Living in the past
Said so, as cold
Seen them chosen and you bid on that set up for a six
foot ditch with your family in front of you
So many niggas slip
That's how they slide a bitch up
and cellophane
Kisses and barbed wire
Well I'm afraid to look
I can see you staring feel you set the hook
It's not that I don't find you beautiful at times
supermodel, set the rest of us free.
Which is exactly what happened.
There ain't no genie in the bottle,
Or in that magazine.
Let me ask you one
When he played his guitar
Everybody sang
I have been set free
Pain and mystery
No longer follow me
I know Jesus
Just outside of Memphis
Back
of wonderland
Better to hurt me honestly
Than make a fool of me
My heart will understand
Make it easy on me
Just walk away, set me free
Don't try to do it
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