The poems strewn across the floor; they're out of tune with every chord. And one reads 'lay down inside this open heart.' And where's this heart of
get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script
know how, other souls beyond this smile I hate you from the bottom of my heart I have no fucking right now, I see so Beside you, I saw, (?), other souls beyond this
And The Chorus Is Good, There's A Couple Things In The Song That I Suggest You Repeat" Off This I'm Kinda Takin It Back For A Second, I Get Her Number
her summers in Jamaica and I love that, They say that she should be a model shes above that, She had a rapper break her heart had to open her, So she
against this shit Really against this chick This for the niggaz who love me Go head a get bent And if you really want people To think you insane Open
glad we're still alive Even though you heart's in the dungeon I wonder what the time is in London Without you REPEAT CHORUS It's raining hard in, North
a father My father to me he was a coward But that's another story The first thing will be a hug A tear, madness and joy A hidden scream Remorse and agony Chorus
rels of a nigga shot and shit when youre firing click you aint no thugs or a gangsta, so stop lyin yo bitch i see, i study tupac like a history lesson
the Northern skies A battle too hard to be faced by a man A fight for who owns the magic of Earth A sacrifice needed to stop a new hell A mystical weapon
but we still gone be together With the house on the water hit the beach whenever She's from the north and still can't believe there whether Boss [Chorus:] I got a
out [Chorus] Eve-ry bo-dy, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite Check it out, eve-ry bo-dy Touch this
it's on I'll kill my own like a Civil War This EBK, what the fuck should I be civil for? It's over, pour into my bullet tips Split you open like a pinata
left you in the car with your brains on the headrest, Got that heart, Hannibal heart is all a nigga need, You doin' 100? You best to pick a quicker speed
