Lyrics:
By So Fast
Time To See-What We Have Time To See
Turn The Projector On
First Shot Roger
With The Fender Guitar He Just Got Out
Of Hock
When He Sold
They buried my body on Christmas
In the ground by the south river bank
Worked to my death, for my very last breath
I'd the Winchester bishops
in anguishing of a man. What For?
Here everything is sold. Here only fear and cold
Excitation of the beast grows
On the table enmeshed by cables
Tied
Lord please forgive me for my sins my cold days
My life's moving at a slow pace like damaged snail
See my face pail no smile my dark phase
Never sipping
I'll look the boy right in his eye and blast just like a drive by
You don't want this smoke you'll go bye bye
Hustlin these cold long nights to get my
crazy, so twisted
I love it when you screaming, its so submissive
I'm so used to this cold, dark place
Follow blood trace straight to my basement
That's
I'm late, but you like me behind
Use your head on me, make up your mind
Cold in the streets and it's warmer inside
(Missin') you
We been inside
Lighting striking
Start a riot viking
Always hiking
Till the willows peak notice me
I'm RTC I'm walking down Elm street
Don't you scream it's not
like a crash
No getting out of this and far from you
The years roll on by, can't fight this blue
Memories
That cold shoulder hittin' me
What can I do?
sponsor man I gotta make a plan though
My camo shoes got me acting like I'm Rambo
But it's cold in the burg I'm getting hit by the mqando
Enter the wab
shit
You ain't livin' by the code
It was just me in the cold
Now all you see is smoke
What
All you see is smoke
EightyFour
All you see is smoke
This my
raised by the bosses
If you too late they gonna say that you forfeit
I'm in the streets you made it hot while it scorching
I'm tryna level up the block
believed so many lies my Nigga
So many people left me down in the Dark
And i dont know why my nigga
I know how to get to the money all By myself dont need
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
That's what it's like to be lonesome
I know cause I'm a mighty lonesome guy
The streets are dark and empty and you walk them all alone
You think
on the streets
And the tears that we will weep today
Will all be washed away
By the tears that we will weep
Will weep again tomorrow
Papa won't leave you,
on the streets
And the tears that we will weep today
Will all be washed away
By the tears that we will weep
Will weep again tomorrow
Papa won't leave you,
the booth
Inspired, is what I write, fire like 'roof'
They say that I'm as hot as the block is
I say that I'm as cold as the dark is
Moms sit in the cut
speak
Unless you spoken to
We throw a cold screw
And sober up when I'm approaching you
At the same time we posting two
Niggas on tha ass-fist gonna do
You know what I'm saying? Sunz of Man return.
We gon' walk on by and keep it moving.
Just when it got cold.
Cold Sunz we got jewels we gon' walk
know what I'm saying? Sunz of Man return.
We gon' walk on by and keep it moving.
Just when it got cold.
Cold Sunz we got jewels, we gon' walk on by
a cold wind
That's when the Siamese twins took me in
the people inside I couldn't believe
They weren't like the kind that you see in the street
They
they call the Spanish Moon
Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door
While a dark girl sang, and played the guitar
There was hookers, and hustlers,
didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home
[Solo]
I drive by the homeless sleeping on
a cold dark street
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