to fix my killing I know no words to fix my killing I know no words to fix my killing I know no words to fix my killing I know no words to fix my killing
She upset the weather She upset my sweet cloud Growing black, thick and heavy Strike me, now gonna put me down She upset my brother She upset his sweetheart
words to fix my killing I know no words to fix my killing I know no words to fix my killing I know no words to fix my killing I know no words to fix my
got rings that like Mike, Bird, Magic and them out in Dallas in a palace where the marriage is from living lavash, I'm established, so the carriage will come I'm in the clouds
let them penetrate Leaning sideways with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made Check my armor no clouds in my
't lose, So every time I start slippin' ego's start trippin', I focus real hard and levitate just like I'm GOD, And I'm livin' lovely, I'm in the clouds
and be my guide Clouds filled with stars cover your skies And I hope it rains You're the perfect lullaby What kinda dream is this [Chorus:] You could be a sweet
because I could kill them (yes i'm sure that I could) get them out because I despise them get them out or i'll atomize them get them out because I could kill
