must be made You could help solve this case for me I headed downtown, to share what I'd found It's not a suicide, it's a crime I have a witness, it's
Traduction: Senses Fail. Enterré A Lie.
be made You could help solve this case For me... I headed downtown, to share what I had found It's not a suicide, it's a crime I have a witness, it'
squad face 'em Take them to places, stake they face then erase 'em and brake 'em Murder motherfucker's at a rate and then quicken the pace Blast me but never ask me to live a lie
fear when my squad face 'em Take them to places, stake they face then erase 'em and brake 'em Murder motherfucker's at a rate and then quicken the pace Blast me but never ask me to live a lie
Or only one if you're a Jew But what if I were to tell you There's a fresh third part out there Which was found by a hip new prophet Who had a little
I just dug myself Into a six foot grave I need a new dimension Got to Supersize A Jacobean ladder To a parallel prize The walks by faith The sight lines lie
buried her His eulogy to Biko had all the tears a-flowing La la la la La la la lie Even God's little creatures, they have to die Our little town fell into a
't alive here and buried in my chest. Say it like you mean it, but don't do it for me. Forget this sense of urgency so I can sleep. It's just a matter
in your eye where I used to shine Every secret untold is a planet aligned Don't need prophets or preachers to make sense of the signs when the buried
your eye where I used to shine Every secret untold is a planet aligned Don't need prophets or preachers to make sense of the signs When the buried
illness Of a nigga that's comin out real (real) I don't know why Nigga you livin a lie A plus I despise those who try A nigga like I this high and fly
in your eye Where I used to shine Every secret untold is a planet aligned Don't need prophets or preachers To make sense of the signs When the buried
me. My bad boys follow me. Im a bad boy, obviously. Pop one at your ivy league. I dont have a rivalry. If so, you have a cosulty. Oops, I meant a casualty
the illness Of a nigga that's comin' out real I don't know why nigga you livin' a lie And plus I despise those who try A nigga like I this high and
I just dug myself into a six foot grave I need a new dimension, got to supersize A Jacobean ladder to a parallel prize The walks by faith, the sight lines lie