All you listeners take it from me your wicked voices bring out the murder in me so kiss me softly so i can say anything to quiet the killer in me
graves from the decay We watch them bleed to fill our needs We feed them pain for our own gains No thoughts, just dreams of personal aims We shut
media is full of dirty tricks Only God can judge me [Chorus: 2Pac] [synth voice] Only God can judge me That's right baby, yeah baby [synth voice
au meme rythme que le F.N et la F.M joue du RAP pour les cailles en BM Pousse le son collegue ici Mezgo un son de plus pour le bled et le comito(wech
Where I like to taste you as you bleed (from time to time) I do this from time to time Where I can never wake from a bad dream (from time to time
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin' And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking If that was you in the dream that was
but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby... [Chorus] And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know
I keep dreaming of death and I'm hearing people screaming The devil's spirit's trapped inside me and I want it out I'm on the couch bleeding to death
the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can judge me [Chorus: 2Pac] [synth voice] Only God can judge me That's right baby, yeah baby [synth voice
feel the past return. Lost inside the dream, beside the life we'll live forever, Still the wasted time that burning we love, One thousand shattered voices
and falling rain! We'll see them face their fears; it's time to rise again in everlasting pain [Chorus] Fly free for what we believe One thousands hearts bleeding the eternal dream
wait inside my head Like a scream but sort of silent Living off my nightmares Voices repeating me "Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears." Voices
nightmares Voices repeating me 'Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears.' Voices discussing me 'Others steal your thoughts they're not confined within your mind.' Thought disorder Dream
to you Is locked behind your door You're my immunity Outside I watched you burn Heavy hearts were bleeding A cry for help, a familiar voice My melting
I drink I smoke I fuck My kind we fight in the club I mix up that vodka with the chronic and I feel that love I dream I work I bleed I say things that
the future Cause I repeat the same routine I think I used to have a purpose Then again That might have been a dream I think I used to have a voice Now
eyes Your dreams will slowly die Can you hear my voice? Your warm hands touch my face I look into your eyes Dreams will slowly die Can you hear my voice
