Listen up cause this not the end, You're the last thing that crossed my mind. Relationships are based on trust, Well I guess this one was based on lies
we are not alone you stabbed me in the back one too many times now i'm just walking away and getting SAD! PLEASE GOOO!! please SAVIOR! YOU NEVER MENTIONED, GOD! walk AWAY! walkaway from
What our hearts have said with a Drop of red Blood brothers till the end Through these years Time has not been kind to others left behind These streets
[feat. Royce Da Five-Nine] [Intro] [Cowboy] I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty
us And get clear where we did it From the heart, from the people From the top, from the jeep From the gut, from the street From my soul to the mic to
[Intro] [Cowboy] I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty years ago, two outlaws took
me between these hollow walls Hoping to find in me The answers to the test that stumped them all "The boy is just simply crazy Suffering from delusions
? I don't want this to be the way that you see me I don't understand anything anymore And this web that I'm tired of Is taking me right up these walls
I don?t want this to be the way that you see me I don?t understand anything anymore In this world that I?m tired of Is taking me right up these walls
never try to look behind my eyes You don t wanna know what they have seen Don't you never try to look behind my eyes You don't wanna know what they have
that say I'm signin wit Jigga I got rappers gettin mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryin to clap at me I got these corny wannabe, diss-song kings
story ends And he may still come home But I live here alone The love that built these walls is gone Home ain't where his heart is anymore He may hang his hat behind
any other friend. {At Miley's house} Miley: Wait till you see this? Lily: Why am I standing in your closet? Miley: Because behind my closet is?..My
I'm starstruck, man. I'm still thinking 'bout, you know I'm picturing these niggaz on the show The Streets is Watching, I'm lookin, these were superstars
killin plants, they lil tune shop of horror? And we roll them b-tches thick, make them look like tacara? Man I'm to much for these n-ggas, and three much for these
