In your room i'm in your head now can you feel it? can you feel this smelling your hair? it's okay that you're the answer that i can't seem to formulate
You are a sunset you paint a perfect portrait and with just one touch i'll be fucking sold i am a ghost i am transparent consider the consequence of
Open the door spit in my face get on your knees and bleed on me everyone needs to wake the fuck up and witness the sheer atrocity in the powder room
Blood's not enough to give to you blood's not enough to change your mind what's worse is when you're assured that this state could be deemed as something
are paper cutouts of what we'll never be and the sunset will not grace our faces the same oh no let's fucking slit our throats and save others the trouble
nothin' was the worst, now it's the best of everything They used to tell us no, now it's yes to everything And I get high on the low, just the level things
much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?) [E-40:] Our age, five-years-old we were young bucks scrubbin' each others
hear the echoes ring. I tried to find one smilin' face To drive the shadow from my head I'm stranded in this nameless place Lyin' restless in a heavy
thing that she enjoys Is a criminal worl Where the girls are like baby-faced boys You've got a very heavy reputation But no one knows about your low-
Chevrolets, nappy braids and heads shaved Look here, shit real, we really get it how we live We get on heavy creel, we get on heavy pills Me and my
' into town tugging on a heavy load. You've gotta give me the nights with the city lights, and the people buzzin' everywhere. One hand upon the parking meter, the other
is shaky, war items are hot - the House claims all ties. Jobs are down, money is scarce ? and common sense is at an all-time low with heavy trading.
in on 3rd With blurred vision and in, precisely placed slurred words we started kissin' Man listen, it was like a scene from a very bad B movie with a very low
the very same goverment that is flooding our streets with cocaine. [Guest:] Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me show you a few other characters that are involved
Know My Waist Heavy Picture Me Bein' Stuck In Th E Closet Like R. Kelly That Ain't Likely I Know That You Like Me Just Keep Me On The Low You Can Still
between her thighs She should stare at the ceiling, not reach for the skies Or she could be his last whore The evidence suggests She has other interests
[feat. Ke$ha] [Verse 1: T] I'm getting ready, Gucci is never heavy Smell great but I look better Nothing could ever stress me So unless he's coming to
muthafuckin flow It's killa Walk through the function and the girls get up They niggas sit up cause they know I will steal 'em I'm a boss In other words