Lyrics:
we're apart
We will raise the red, white and blue
When I stand alone
Without you by my side
I think of all that you stand for
It fills me up with
shines for me
Showing signs
Little by little the pieces fall away
Pieces are falling and feeling more each day
The pieces fall away
There’s a voice in my
walk, yeah
Red eye on that choppa
Killer peakin' when you see the demon
(Grr! Grr)
Shittin' on a Phantom like the reaper
Tear the team to pieces
the scars
Every beating I take is a piece of your heart
Paint the house red
Paint the streets red
Paint the town red
There's so much blood
Paint the house
still ain't keen
You're a child
You don't play love by the rules
Piece by piece
Brick by brick
You build me up to knock me down with your Judas Kiss
You
the whole woman together by coming to
terms with her abusive past,
she strives to save her son,
Black Jesus, from the temptations of the streets.
Piece
commando gear -- black robes and a red sash
around his head -- is standing by a plan on the wall. He is addressing an
audience of about eight MASKED
And Long view twelve miles down,
And the travelers all said
Little East Texas Red
He was the meanest bull around.
If you rode by night or the broad
Pick up the pieces pick up the pieces
Put em back now
I need some space I need some space
For me to grow out
Pick up the pieces pick up the pieces
I remember being posted up on the 1st and the 3rd
Just re'd up, nigga got a 9 piece
All the while fantasizing, visualizing, comin' through in a Benz
said
This can't be life
Saw Tears Fall Tears Fell Red
Tears Fall Tear Fell Red
I remember
Them nights
Where I said
This can't be life
Saw Tears
pieces on the floor
Wanted you to want me gave you everything and more
Let you do whatever thinking I was so adored
Trapped in crystal vases I was yours
broken heart
Down on my knees or in my best friends arms
Piece by piece becoming whole again
Red wine and amen with god and my girlfriends
Wha oh oh
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her
("Step in the Arena" sample scratched)
Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit
Girl, I see you calling
You're gonna get a piece from me
Now I see you stalling
You're gonna get a piece from me
I'm getting jiggy in my skivvies
niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she say she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark
made of red clay
Looking above
By climbing he realized
He could not scape
Looking around
He found a passage
Dug down in the wall
It was so tight, so
(Drive by)
Danger to these streets, might run red light
(Red light)
Why you never pick up the pieces
Why you never there when I need it
Why you always got
Modulistic terror
A vast sadistic feast
The only way to exit
Is going piece by piece
You have no choice of life or death
My face you will not
niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she say she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark
Art galleries frame my bae she a master piece
I paint the city red for her I'll cause casualties
Red carpets and red bottoms she leave murder scene
to pieces
She's broken to pieces
Pieces
She's broken to pieces
She's broken to pieces
Pieces
Friends will say this ain't right he's not your husband just your
But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.
I'd get it one piece at a time
And it
Long live johnny, Long live zae that's what you call gods master piece
We got Eighty of that za's, big dookies straight to sleep
Uncle he was pimping
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