(fenkes) all animals they want us to, they want me and you to depart so hold me, tear me, in your spare time apart a wolf has friend and his friend
save the heart of your darkness for me I won?t mind you for a dance or two I?m in love but you seem to be stoned, too they shut it down for a certain
On a simple mission stars won?t need attention they pass by to shine before they fall through the ground you don?t like theses gatherings stupid worn
Somehow I feel like a leg without bruises sorrow is just for fools and sadness is for loosers I don?t know how to behave because it?s been two days now
You fell right through the roof onto the foot side of my bed but I never asked you to explain me that your heart is like this of a girl from mars while
I?ve been dreaming of the needle again I wasn?t even dreaming of you the horses in the stable went crazy back then blocking your fuzzy ways too who
I have to fix it, but I don?t know where she likes to play alone at her very neat home or to see her small friends sometimes all of them, sometimes just one
: save the heart of your darkness for me I won?t mind you for a dance or two I?m in love but you seem to be stoned, too they shut it down for a certain
you Nasty Bitch [Verse Two] Temperatures rises Niggaz blinded by my lyrical disguise No time to plot retreats Niggaz shiver and die Multiple rounds found laced In his body
you ready to bump a say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the back if your not a wack a say "Don't stop the body rock" To my people in the left
it's time to stare the problem right between the eyes you long lost child I wanna feel your body breaking Wanna feel your body breaking and shaking
be They got us choppin up game through the fog and smoke We came a long way but still we got so far to go [Verse One] Yeah I know I got 4 to go, so
gangsta [chorus] Niggas want that gutter shit Fuck that other shit, that play it for your mother shit Ain't the rugged shit [repeat] [verse one] Keep
the one with the fat mad skills and I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills Sittin at the pad just chillin cos Larry Parker just got two million, oh what
is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies like numchuks held by the Jet L-I I'm the one, thus meanin no one must try No two, no three, no four, know why? Because one
Session That's Why We Call These Pimpin Lessons Lesson One Before You Pop The Inside Out Before You Go And Buy It, Gotta Try That Shit Out Lesson Two
Look here 'Sheed Pretty Mike shanked Two Face Al, over some gal Found the body dead in the isles Death by strangulation, microphone cord, a dirty broad
