Lyrics:
to the streets of rage
Me and Bionics beef, on it
All year 'round regardless, I was on it
Run up on the radio, don't miss a rave
And smack up anybody who tries
Every single breath I take reminds me of my big mistake, there is no possibility that there could ever be a ‘we’.
V3:
What leap of logic led you
on the guest list, go dance with death
The club's dead, yeah, you right, you the last one left
See the spooks in, goths in, devils in, fire's in
You dwelling in
system quiver
With the street shit I'ma deliver, from my villa
Here I go again scarin' people to death
America hold yo' breath, we the last left
guessed that,
I'll be eating you for breakfast,
Even when I'm on my last breath
Get that, life's really like a bad test,
Lessons that I've had passed,
They
on the radio got me steamed
Can't put a smile on my face cuz my pockets ain't straight
At least not the way I want 'em to be
Early as phuckk, eight fifty-one
affirmations feel too flimsy.
i cannot attach the last emotions i brought with me to it.
a bastardized version of my trauma.
i have to think about how i don't
oh oh oh
Back to the (610)
Back to the (610)
Back to the (610)
Yeah
And I will save you my last breath
Thanks for the love; no disrespect
Cus i
I learned from the D-Boys
Raised by the Hustlas
Idolize Killas
and the fear never touches ya
Praise all customers
product quality was
better then
You sit in silence 'cause the only radio in your town is Foghat and Creed
You check the mileage and you can't go to college 'cause those books are
I was just feeling fine
Back on the radio
Said to my girl wait for me
Have something to say to you
Hot fuss lights goin down
And when its time
You
concepts, new tools, new weapons
By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future
I used to think that rappers had it figured out
Brass Monkey,
watching but waiting for something
I had lost track of time, days, perhaps weeks, consumed by the labyrinthine knowledge within these pages
Each word, each
breath.
Liar, liar, oh, liar, liar.
Bit by bit I feel the draft,
Just sit back and watch it burn,
Hold your eyes up to my veins,
Call out, call out
breath.
Liar, liar, oh, liar, liar.
Bit by bit I feel the draft,
Just sit back and watch it burn,
Hold your eyes up to my veins,
Call out, call out
the last stretch
That takes me back home
So I take a deep breath and rub my eyes
I'm gonna take my time and make it home all right
But there's no way in
turning all black
My blood is splashing ohh fack
My last breath is all you had
Leaving the place that i belong
There's nothing left to stay for so long
My
default but rather because you have earned it
I am as in love with you as loving you can mean I love you.
You're the last song on the radio that I sing all
'll never throw weaker blows
I'll kick you in your [ass] and your breath'll smell like sneaker soles
Now how's that for a fixin'?
You'd better rather go
smile
Sweat drop
Emoji flame
Wanna' Share my last name
Write the words of your heart
On paper so I won't forget
Share the little things you love
With me
alone I fear
Come and see my mental home movies
I never am the star - the villain though by far
A good day can slowly waste away
And all that it takes
of communication and
I knew I could sing from being
In tune with the radio
I would listen to whatever my
Mom played in the car
The big divas: Whitney, Mariah, Celine
I cry alone in the night so you don’t have to see my tears
And I’m the most unstable when I’m controlled by all my fears
I hate how my body is so I
probably will
Cause what I spit is what so real, it's based on what I feel
All I did was take a lil moment, homie I'm giving you notice
Last days that they
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