yourself and the ground Would you still want this knowing your heart will break Open doors, I should have walked away from all of your tiny lies Goodbye to your safe hands
We've got the fortune of a curious few Who want all the wantings but fell from the view We're boarding up windows to keep out the night With hands as
), my life (ay), my life (oh) [T.I.:] Nevermind what haters say, ignore them 'til they fade away. Amazing they ungreat for after all the games I gave away. Safe
cars We flew through the year and avoided the dust and rock. We stood in the way of the tank till we bored and stopped So never show doubt in your hand
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start
need to find a place, guide us with your grace Give us faith so well be safe Need to find a place, guide us with your grace Give us faith so well be safe
Grill Ill U See I Gota Fortgreen Lean Clinton Hill The Chill Red-Hook Look Man Aint No Shook Hands In Brooklyn Son Yo Life Could Get Took Man Threw Off
hot I damage the block I scramble like Randall with rocks I'm that nigga in the gambling spot Cracking jokes and drinking liquor You still gotta hand
be Just run into my arms Girl don't be afraid give me your hand and let's just fly away And baby you know I'll always keep you safe And girl I promise
what you feel inside (say what you feel..) Why must you always fake it? (oh yeah..) Girl you need to understand Your heart is safe within my hands and
to read it clear gathered by the cholera rinse the burns in cauldrons help the palm we see a lens my hands secrete a monument my hands secrete a monument
Don't you pretend that i'm not alive my bones never ache unless she's nearby where is your face in a safe of dead tongues i can see your reflection in
and then give it a twist pull out Black t-shirt baige dickie pants black house shoes can't forget my bandana to give them tha blues open up the safe and
somebody call the law Hey, you can lean with' it rock with' it if you wanna Do the chicken noodle soup with' me I'm a be in the corner With my drank in my hand
the side like they need a V8, I tried to be a changed man but my plan aint play, hatas wants me to put a gun back in my hand and spray, was already dealin
to the side, like they need a V8 I tried to be a changed man, but my plan ain't play Haters forced me, to put a gun back in my hand and spray Was already
24/7 all day, and in business But on the low, 5-0 ain't gon witness it I'm in the alley with them quarters and halfs up in my hand Thinking of a master
