back He had the shit in his hands, and you ain't had the ten stacks Picture that, I thought we was G-Unit Then you ran and told 50 that I did that shit
nectar, leaving his shredded clothes behind. "With their tongues, they test, taste and judge all that is mine. They move in a series of caresses That
me quiet insane All the memories of my pain Looking down as I remain So Empty Inside Me So Empty Rage in my veins I can not remain Thinkin how you let
the ache inside when it all burns out It's poisonous it muscles it aches It's everythying you had when it breaks It's the emptiness that's all you
shared And through it all She's always been there She's all, she's all I ever had In a world so cold, so empty She's all, she's all I ever had It's
through it all She's always been there She's all, she's all I ever had In a world so cold, so empty She's all, she's all I ever had It's the way
forgive me Please moor my empty boat on a pier I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins. But I seem to forget that we are all the same.
someday forgive me Please moor my empty boat on a pier I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins. But I seem to forget that we are all the
gotta i gotta i gotta Do that over or something man I gotta do that over brother Hey qd3 kick the temp on the sign nigga That shit ain't in tune man
owed On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes The harmonicas play The skeleton keys and the rain And these visions of Johanna Are now all that remain
in a dream Inside my lonely room there is no in between Whispering pines, rising of the tide If only one star shines that's just enough to get inside I will wait until it all
home And if we did we left it long ago And didn't know we were loved Empty as a wooden clock Left in the woods at twelve o'clock Insides all rusted
make me invisible I've risen from my physical frame you can't touch me Top boy that rock but it still got ugly Prevail: Dusty the country roads take me home to the place that
All we do is fuck, fight and get X'ed up Enough, enough, we bad for each other mama But our sex life ain't right without drama In combat, sweet agony upon that