liveboats have passed for a while children corroded and all we see is utopian grasp for tonight I feel not sorry for tonight a cigarette for god for tonight
She's putting her hand in the fire Her velvety skin it was cooking Lily white, lily white turning to raspberry But when she slips in between the sheets tonight
of a Young Brother Buried Was it me, The Weed, Or this life I lead If daytime is for suckas then Tonight we Bleed Out for all that Knowing that this
10 p.m. til 4 and I came to hit the floor Thought you knew before But if you don't then now you know Well tonight I'm bout to mash Make them other chicks
letter for a couple of months now and right now what I wanna do Is I wanna express this letter to you It goes like this chorus: Your eyes they flow
butterfly flowing away. but iv got no tears left for you, i held on and hoped you'd come through, i do hold your hands up, i miss you, i miss you (tonight
a world of dread and fear Where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears And the Christmas bells that ring there Are the clanging chimes of doom Well tonight
And start over from scratch and write new ones But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
my pivot for my digits, you dig it? [Chorus: 50 Cent] Who run it? You know, you acting like you don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gon
Where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging chimes of doom Well tonight thank
for holding all this cash Boys in blue who put greed before the badge The first pusher who ever made the stash The roc boys in the building tonight Oh
's a world of dread and fear Where the only water flowing Is the bitter sting of tears And the Christmas bells that ring There are the clanging chimes of doom Well tonight
a diamond for you A white diamond for you And just like a burning radio Im onto you (you?re spell i?m under) In the silver shadows I will radiate And flow for
know Nigga; nickeled and dimed and did dirt for dis Do a show and sweat up my good shirt for dis Snap back to toast I'll haveta hurt for dis So when
is up Tear it down when the mics is up Lately they say Diddy's gettin' nice as hell Shit, if I don't write it I recite it well Locked the flow so tight
