The chase has ended At the very beginning cannot run away from the plain pain cannot fly away with an airplane cannot get away from the migraine cannot
heart He calls me from within "All existence you see before you must be wiped out : Dream, Reality, Memories, and Yourself" I begin to lose control of myself My lust is so blind
(Chorus) there u go.....acting like a hoe.... {I dont know why I'll be fucking wit ch'u (Pac) Was it the liqour that makes me act blind? the times
ground life tested me but god blessin me ever since chase ball to testimon from a jail have a job to testimons I have find myself clear mind myself fuck up the grov I got a blind
and don?t know where to go its like, Going down a hard road, down the hard road, Don?t know where I?ve been. Growing up I needed a guide like, a blind
Intro Going down a hard road, Don't know where I've been Verse 1 ' Suffa Growing up I needed a guide like, a blind veteran's dog, Cos I was going nowhere
Living in a gangsta's paradise. Tell me why are we So blind to see. That the ones we hurt Are you and me? Tell me why are we So blind to see. That the
sand and the water And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well He chased
the one to take my eye She's my Sunday best She'll blow my mind rob me blind Then she'll take the rest Another drink in ya sink Down a drunken well Chasing
Have you ever had the time to see, me and you could change to be Take a dream away with you live it now and you will see Found myself on an open road [
I okay? Blinded from what's real in my lies Chase the tears away Filling up the dam in my mind Trippin? on scars made from all my mistakes Pushing myself
my heart he calls me from within "All existance you see before you must be wiped out: Dream, Reality, Memories and yourself" I begin to lose control of myself my lust is so blind
got too much to prove would have been, lost it, but I got too much to lose say what you want about Joe but I stood my ground bitch, I get it up myself
sub-conscious central Sweet dreams are hideous lets not confuse those Bad dreams will find you confine you to circles Every other movement is slowed by your mind That's why stabbing them blind
road, don't know where I've been We're going down, going down the hard road Don't know where I've been Growing up, I needed a guide like a blind veteran
on the field Find myself in darkest places (Sister mine) Find myself drifting away (Death's a certain thing) And the other world The other world appears Find myself
we chase become And lost in the sun Spinning and turning, blind in the burning Light of day, we have to turn away Every night I ask myself that same
