to detachment Subject to object you Moving out of emotion knowing I can Come back soon I give you pain And I will gIve you a love so strong But just I give you pain
be out of the rain In the desert you can't remember your name 'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain On the first part of the journey I was
Only a few are still here I've to give this sacrifice... ... oh, the autumn brought us fear! My life, my blood, my tears, my pain I'm the guardener
poor Injection I infect you with the real The Dustyfeetphilosahectagos I spit, so sick I skid out I'm fallin' I'm Shit outta luck and I'm trapped but
you sound like? Why you sound like that? [Verse 1:] I sound like old, (what?) I sound like new, (uh-huh) I sound like me, And I sound like you. I sound
a John Deere I'm incompatible Prob'ly cause I'm valuable Lend me your ears with no collateral If you don't give a fuck about me Everything's cool Cause I
music I gets it done I'm bout it Just like I'm suppost to be (I can do it all night long, baby) So don't you go... get it twisted (no) Just listen There
bitch ass niggas man It's the dj khaled Nappy boy I'm goin in I'm goin in Aye yo T-pain [T-Pain:] I know you khaled I know you right now But uh let me
- all the time Don't you hear the calling - don't you see the falling All the cries Can't you get the warning - how the pain is dawning See the signs
before you knew T.I.P. And before you knew T.I.P. I was tippin' strippers properly to Pussy Poppin'. So, when you ask me "What you know about that? ", ironically I
I did, Yep I'm coming back around, you know I'm not backin down. [x2] I told my lawyer to get my back for all the crazy shit I did, Yep I'm comin back
I blast myself? [Verse 2:] It ain't that I sound like 'pac I sound like stress Just like automatic when I'm down and depressed I shed tears cause I
sin I hope that you can cope, we killing eachother to make some divid-ends I don't wanna sound crazy, but I'll make you push up daisies You better give
and I make 'em dance Everytime I grab the mic, and take the stand How many mics I gotta break, till I make some grands They say I'm ready, cause I wreck
up in the corner store bright early Even though I be hanging with thugs Giving mean mugs, and I do a lot of drugs till I pass out When I smell a dirty
To say I miss you Too late I know I know I know, I know [Chorus: to fade] Even though I missed you I miss you Wish I could kiss you, Wish you Even though
While you sleep I got her sneakin out Tupac ain't nuttin nice I'll be nuttin how I wanna, and doin what I'm gonna Now I'm up to no good The mastermind