"Breathing, did you get the guns? Can you feel the burning sun, frozen in your veins? If I go I pray that you will rescue me. A bond in blood I won'
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"Breathing, did you get the guns? Can you feel the burning sun, frozen in your veins? If I go I pray that you will rescue me. A bond in blood I won't
do it like it's no sleep, Round the way, choke cause we got heat, Hundred g's on a chopper, new fleet, No money never get no time, Get money, stay on
gon' sleep When a nigga like the groove but beepin on my creep So serious, when you walk up on my street The Violator hood niggaz busy parkin my fleet
here when I die And life upon this plain is somehow fleeting Time and all it's precious wine Is somehow primed to make us whine And fret even then when we should be sleeping
boy and girl are talking New words - that only they can share in New words - a love so strong it tears their hearts To sleep - through the fleeting
catch the fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow Out on the new horizon You may see the floating motion of a distant pair of wings And if the sleep
I don't have a bedtime, I don't need to cum, For I have become an amphetamine bum. If you don't like sleeping and don't want to screw, Then you should
I gave it to my bloods MULA Fresh with the new fleet All red Y-M-C-M-B (so priceless) Big money on the white sheets Mil how we sleep presidential suites
For all of my opposers, think before you speak. I'm a motherfucking warrior, you've now been briefed. (You comfortable in your comforter?) I don't even sleep
's left of our fleeting youth But what else can you do? Driving home tonight I didn't see the light I was just watching you sleep in shotgun I could
Most of the men here will die but we are all the ones the constellations will guide through the night while you sleep So we will leave as a fleet, but