Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Whatever happens In this music we trust In this music we trust Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust (Thanks to Erin for these lyrics
me. And the dirt of gossip blows into my face, And the dust of rumors covers me. But if the arrow is straight And the point is slick, It can pierce through dust
God All jokes aside, come bounce with us Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust I might leave
dust are gonna keep me satisfied But only at your place Only at your place Tonight a special memory serves me And I'll wait to find the wrong way Tonight a special
and wish on a star This rain is a gift from the skies above And all living things get strength from the sun Now whats done is done and lets return to dust
the occasions special Then I?d put you on like a diamond So I can sparkle and be the envy of my friends I?d proudly hold the leash that I?d have you on
mosque Upon the cold white marble Where day and night people sat worshippin', praying Right and left the mosque being cleaned Shinin' not a particle of dust
T Got Pop'd He Told The Bitch Where His Stash Was, She Told It To The Cops Me And Preist Had The Streets On Lock He'd Break Down The Blocks, I'd Open
fuck with the steelo You niggas wanna be low When I'm on the east I play ceelo One track mind serial hustler Cash flow I'll dust ya Quick to break
everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin' They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do
too small to hotbox with God All jokes aside come bounce with us Standin' over you with a twelve gauge about to bust It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
that u would fall then she would ball so i did what a playa would do walked up said excuse me i had noticed that u had a pretty smile and a shining in yo eye specialized
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face And the dust of rumors covers me But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick It can pierce through dust
Tiran porter Well, I thought you'd be back on the track But I guess I was wrong, man For the look in your eyes was the same Empty high that you'd shown
occasion's special then I'd put you on like a diamond So I can sparkle and be the envy of my friends I'd proudly hold the leash that I'd have you on So
know that I saw A wick-wick-wack (B) Get On The Mic One, two Right about now I'd like to dedicate a song Out to my main homie, Mike D Alright, lets
too small to hotbox with god All jokes aside, come bounce with us Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust Its like ashes to ashes and dust to dust