Watching through your crystal eyes I fly in the wind of your lies, the wind brings me back by the sea, where the foam of the waves melts with dreams.
Glass hailed from the sky tonight I couldn't hide to save my life. Standing drenched from open wounds. You took my hand, and pulled me through. (Chorus
't no love for player haters where you cowards goin You paid bail, got me out of jail, home again I promise not to leave you on your own again Cristal
t knowing Ain't no love for player haters where you cowards going You paid bail got me out of jail, home again I promise not to leave you on your own again Cristal
divorced so many times I forgot to count I never hit you, not a coward, rather leave your house Remember back in December when we was tight? Sippin Alize and Cristal
through every state with a sentence Frozen weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya 1 2's we oughta cruise right by the state troopers When I'm drinkin Cristal
repeat 4X) Verse Two: 2Pac Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo Alize and Cristal
1: Game] I'm supposed to be your number one Thought we was getting married when the summer come Two piece Armani with the? And when she look in my eyes
big ass kid Crazy with that cap gun, so if we play cops and robbers I'll show you how to pop revolvers Fitted cap too big, so it cover my eyes That lambo
measures see you niggas life expire right in front of me time could never mend what these cold streets mentally done to me too often I close my eyes
this is a minor set back Yo, still in all we livin, just dream about the get back That made him smile though his eyes said, "Pray for me" I'll do you
the high that you get from the lie Feelin it if you feel it raise your l in the sky [Verse 1:] I keep it realer than most I know your feelin it Cristal
put piss stains on private planes cuz its my jet nigga Money aint shit cuz my rottweilers drink moet Diamond baugette bracelets for my lovers Playa, i use cristal
Soho nigga Westside highway running, homo nigga [LL Cool J (Method Man)] I'm the sultan of the ghetto The homicidal aficionado I empty niggas out like Cristal
dues, ay But nevermind that, how 'bout we hop the next cruise We can cash it or plastic, you choose Get pissed out with the Cristal or the Boones Get
Me bein, the man that I am Took it to her condo, pronto Half indian, I called her Tonto Roll the chron'chron' in the dark pronto Few puffs, eyes got
