breathe But it's time to write another page... [Chorus:] There is no reason to live in this way There is no answer for broken hearts There is no reason to memory calling
homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind I'ma blind man
homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind I'ma blind man doin
's cold blood calls me home HomeIt's what I long for Back homewhere I belong The city- it calls to me Decadent scenes from my memory Sorrow- eternity
s cold blood calls me home Home it`s what I long for Back somewhere I belong The city - it calls me Decadent scenes from my memory Sorrow - eternity
in my memory where my mind used to be. Tell me why Can I find no relief in my heart. I reside In a world that has fallen apart. Out of my mind, baby
'll be back) now I'm alone and ontop of it all, looking deep in the back of my mind (looking deep in the back of my mind) I realised the key to a happy
Prayin my people bailed out like Time/Warner Awaitin call, from his kin not the coroner Phone in my hand, nervous confined to a corner Beads of sweat second thoughts on my mind
limit to your mind Your endless love is open To every race and kind Could it be your blood runs golden Baby if this world were mine We would be singing in the Key
Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin some bomb weed (Uh-huh, yea yea) In your mind, I call my pistol
the mind, and how it is retained and used. As the silence of seasons on we relive abridge sails afloat As to call light the soul shall sing of the velvet
abridge sails afloat As to call light the soul shall sing Of the velvet sailors course on Of the velvet sailors course on Shine or moons send me memories
just local Pimpin! [Baatin] As for my memory, we were meant to be. I am the soul Melchizedk, from the D Role of the world, ever see, who got the Key
just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind I'ma blind man doin' time
, yea yea) Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin' some bomb weed (Uh-huh, yea yea) In your mind, I call
, I can't retreat 'Cause my mind and I play hide and seek They want to make a problem out of me 'Cause they want their own problems unseen My mind's a gallery of memories