machine, I'm not a machine I've got breath in me I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine My body is here but somewhere
I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine I've got the breath in me I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine My body is
As everything changed on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day War within a breath It'
As everything changed on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day War within a breath It's land
Please make the technology So I can turn up your love like some cold machine Don't feed me scraps from your bed I won't be the stray coming back just
[Originally by Neutral Milk Hotel] [Performed by Jesse Lacey] Oh comely I will be with you when you lose your breath Chasing the only meaningful memory
belt like a dirty boxer It's R. Cadillac's on twenty-twos And jewels that give you cataracts, bitch who you foolin' They gave me eight bars, no room to breathe
's machine. Keep your breath, you're leaking lies. Like the cracks in the teeth of the beast. Swallow them down, it burns like fire. Your words are the devil's machine
a 'coupe, smokin' grams of relish Hardest nigga out, ask - tha fans'll tell ya (Chyea!) I'm tha shit (Smell It!), even ya gurl can smell it (Hahaha) I'm mach
a nigga ball everyday Covered in ice, but ice can't take my problems away But it sure feel good to know that I can blow twenties Z-Ro a money making machine
Walkin? Tall Machine Gun Man They Spit On Me In My Homeland Gloria Sent Me Pictures Of My Boy Got My Pills ?Gainst Mosquito Death My Buddy?s Breathin
machine gun man They spit on me in my home land Gloria sent me pictures of my boy Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath
' Tall Machine Gun Man They Spit On Me In My Homeland Gloria Sent Me Pictures Of My Boy Got My Pills 'Gainst Mosquito Death My Buddy's Breathin' His Dyin' Breath
I got your message on my answering machine Your voice in my head brings the smile on my face Before it's too late maybe I should remember That hesitate
'll stand around and fight, but there's no point tonight, been chained to this machine Trashed and scattered again, I'm feelin' so low You waste your breath
the time you were holdin' three queens And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean Like in the middle of Life magazine Bouncin' around a pinball machine
