And still we waste our lives for lack of better words i've come undone again and i know its already been said no hope for me so save your fucking
like you did before I know I said that I was sure But rich men can't imagine poor. One day baby, we'll be old Oh baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories
store. ("I can't take this no more, I can't take it no more homes") But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. And suddenly, his conscience
a liquor store. ("I can't take this no more, I can't take it no more homes") But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. And suddenly, his conscience
like writing but I will stick this pencil in your ass before I bite ya shit Pause, inhale hell n kush, us and Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push
re the fire that keeps me warm How will I get through this storm? At night I pray before I sleep in hope of finding you I've opened up my heart, I want
warm How will I get through this storm? At night, I pray before I sleep in hope of finding you I've opened up my heart, I want you to come through I
right out of me Soul sucker You bite down deeper your tongue can cut a heart out you've passed the point of return The storm lightens get ready for
Heart A-life tag popper It'd be sad not to walk out the store with bags Worth a 100 cash, shopping Balance only would hafta Hafta to swell you up Before
jail til 2027 Rather see me in the cell then Instead of this new McLaruen God will take you through hell, just to get you to heaven So even tho it's heavy
jail till 2027 Rather see me in a cell in Stead of this new McLaren God'll take you through hell just to get you to heaven So even know its heavy the
, hit your head with the lock [Chorus: ~Sick Jacken~] This shit is (raw), the Jedi Mind's (raw) It's war with the metaphor and you ain't seen a storm before
ice on the arm Nights when I storm, snipin' your moms, right from the Bronx Mic in the palm, it's the ghetto God I rip a nigga heart out his frame, while
tip I like writing but I will stick this pencil in your ass before I bite ya shit Pause, inhale hell n kush, us and Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal
ring Howled out their woes to the homeless snows Oh God! How I loathed the thing. And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow. But
, soul sucker Soul, soul sucker You bite down deeper Your tongue can cut my heart out You've passed the point of return The storm lightens Get ready
no healer in truth, she plays no part When money's got you in your pocket where can she put your heart She led a charmed life so I believe Before she
2027 Rather see me in the cell then Instead of this new McLaruen God will take you through hell, just to get you to heaven So even tho it's heavy, the
