on fresh wear This is something you will have to throw on next year, Yea! [Hook] [J.R. Writer] Listen scrap believe me, you need crack to see me I'm
lay me Down to sleep I don't even trust a cheap life when you feel this crazy That alone will decay me, lettin' all this realness fade me Please look
Gotta kill me cause I'm powerful, I know the deal Memorize lines, go along with the script Will my execution make my people flip? Will disciples be trife
in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep
up these streets Turn up the stereo Synthetic animals like me never have a home I'm not the one you will be walking through And if you kill him for me
of me Are you prepared to face the one big question: Have you lived everyday as if it had been your last? If Heaven was to be a blank projection screen
any case, the Devil is certain that Henry will come through for him, and that he will once again abide with the Lord in Heaven. Right next door if possible
forgive me if I have to send them to ya lord I'm just tryin to dodge the shots they send to the boy They riding up highway to heaven boulevard Damn, them
down and take a test, it helps me determine if a girl is fine, and the steps necessary to make her mine, it tells me if something is cold or hot, and