I'm safe, and who ever thought that was difficult? My nerves start to feel so frayed. I'm trying to turn things around, but instead ...I'll say "Why
of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, Toiling in the danger
worried and weak She tried to pretend he wasn't drinkin' again But daddy left the proof on her cheek And I was only eight years old that summer And I
hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, Toiling in the danger
Loucelle died on 12th 19th I can't help but wonder, what kind of black cloud I was under Cuz 15 years later the other died that summer...bummer [Chorus
Last summer we met I'll never forget Hanging out every day Guess that era has gone You got what you want Hope she works out OK I bet you think I'm torn
begun, nigga I'm Satan's son [Verse 2] My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckas Are
between desire and duty Heartbeat Heartbeat, it'll end in tears I need a lover when love is such dangerous place to be If we were meant for each other
It will end in tears... I need a lover, But love's such a dangerous place to be... Oh, if we were meant for each other, Then why won't you answer me?
over her head and some Barbie skates It's plenty of nights man, I hardly ate I'm from where the summers dangerous, the winters is cold And bitches pop
100 pack Sold off sheet rock, 2 gunz up bitch that's D-Block My flow pretty like a peacock My nigga locked up, but yea they still on P cock Too dangerous
jinxed 'Cuz grandma Loucelle died on twelve nineteen I can't help but wonder, what kind of black cloud I was under 'Cuz 15 years later the other died that summer
for your career not your manager, face it Even he can fuck up a relationship I learned it don't matter who's spittin' better While these rappers kill each other
black on black hummer I scored that last summer But this year playboy I'm a stretch that motherfucker I bought a Yukon for my main bitch with my new horn Pictures of other
dangerous man Mama was proud and she stood her ground She knew she was on the losin' end Some folks whispered some folks talked But everybody looked the other
of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There?s a dyin? voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling in the danger
