There's no hope Needless to say There's no future for thee Disregard all options Give up on humanity Days and days Pass me by Nothing Changes It's
I'm bout to lose my composure, I'm gettin close To packin up and leavin notes, and gettin ghost Tell me who knows, a peaceful place where I can go To
here and close the door A kiss is what I been waiting for Repeat 1 [Rap] Keelay is, the one gettin' the busiest Far from the silliest Tell me, are
's a look at the closing numbers ? racism's up, human rights are down, peace is shaky, war items are hot - the House claims all ties. Jobs are down, money
thousand more But tonight I close up my door In your room Know I pull em Out of the crowd And guess who The band is in place The cameras are set
the Mona Lisa Dreaming of the free world Lipstick on the nightstand And demons at the door When your chips are down When your highs are low Joy ride
was before. My life repeating like words in the corridor. (Hello, hello, hello, hello) Before I open the door you let me know if you are close kinfolk
need a condom for my toast, busting in these niggas standing flat footed, I'm on my toes froze, pandemonium overdose paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
from the get go Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo Politic with ghetto senators on the D-low Ghetto superstar, that is what you are Comin' from
floor Loving Mona Lisa Dreaming of the free world Lipstick on the nightstand And demons at the door When your chips are down When your highs are low
Can we get closer tonight I'll make you cry Touch you inside baby, I Make you get down Hold you very close With or without clothes Public or closed doors
Knockin' doors till I you see us like a witness from Jehovah So where's the bitch Lola, I should've brought her over So she can suck the whole, [Incomprehensible] All my mad men are
thousand more But tonight, I close up my tour in your room Know I pull 'em out of the crowd and guess who The band is in place, the cameras are set
guests in Place much darker than the room I rest in Creepy spot where the dust covers the floor And some fishin' rods is hangin' on the door Paintin
, I need a condom for my toast, busting in these n-ggas standing flat footed, I'm on my toes froze, pandemonium overdose paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed