Lyrics:
back, what the fuck is that?
You can't just play with my emotions
Causing explosions in my head
I'm sorry, but you were the first girl
I ever had
the boy speak
My eyes red my blood red its all in my head
My eyes red my wrist red the boy bled Yea
My soul dead my mind gone I stay blown
I ride low my
don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
It's like
knew we went out
Like I was lying, I got blood in my eyes I can't see
I'm blind
(Blood in my eyes)
Fuck that shit I'm tired of you niggas
I can't
blood runs I stay in bed under the covers, but fear forces me to see the closet door open, and Shimmer pointing at me (Chorus) Eyes black, she bloody,
can do it so right
You could feel real good, lay your head back
Inside my ride, put your hand on the wood, good
And tell me lil' something that I
head boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed
Two niggaz in the front, two niggaz in the back
That's four
could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy
Your ass could get killed
Two niggas in the front
Two niggas in the back
That's four niggas riding strapped
In
with my own eyes
I don't want to hear them
now everybody wants to know how does it feels
Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in
But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus
Swear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy)
Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy)
Girl, you
of this aggression in my head till I'm dead!
Tell the new kids on the block
You bitches do not have permission to flock on this district
Do not try
and the dew from my withered eye
In, out, in, out, in, out
A child's rhyme stuck in my head
It said that life is but a dream
I've spent so many years in
and the dew from my withered eye
In, out, in, out, in, out
A child's rhyme stuck in my head
It said that life is but a dream
I've spent so many years in
solace in the arms of another woman,
And that to win him back
To win him back
I'd have to do this.
3:11!
3:12!
3:13!
On a hot August night
solace in the arms of another woman,
And that to win him back
To win him back
I'd have to do this.
3:11!
3:12!
3:13!
On a hot August night
like
Hold up
Head in my head in my in my head like
To meet these expectations, man
I'm kinda on edge
Wonder if my own decisions made might've mislead
and amazin'
You know I had to close my eyes, yeah
And if I have to free my mind
I may not have the lane, movin' all along
Knowin' that I can't do it on my
just can't say it
And your scared to your soul you just might forget it
And your eyes get swimmy from the tears in your head
And your pillows
you want me to say?
I don't need you anyway
Cut the ties, won't be back, bitch
Don't tell me anything
Keep the notes in your bag that
I sent you every
higher
Like an upward spiral
I am now living in my higher self
I unfold all possibilities
I engage in powerful action
I am independent
I have self
MMMBop
You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You're going through all this pain and strife
Then you turn your back
Right Hand Man
Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air's so
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
route (Scum Gang)
I see your bitch, she want the dick
(And I'ma let her have it)
Hollow tips up in this clip
(And I'ma let 'em have it)
He's been itching
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