burned down The trust we've built i burned down Taken from a book Ripped from hearts And now it's torn apart Dead hands will embrace you Dead hands
with rocks I'm that nigga in the gambling spot Cracking jokes and drinking liquor You still gotta hand me your watch I'm in the kitchen with the pans
my life He walked back up the hill We both were feeling grand yes, we both back to his flying saucer Hand in hand in hand in hand in hand... In haaaaaaaaaand
you walk away, I'll walk away First tell me which road you will take I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday So you walk that way, I'll walk
And ones pointing his tree branch at me So I put my hands up I say ?enough is enough, If you walk away, I?ll walk away? And he shot me dead I found a
you walk away, I'll walk away First tell me which road you will take I don't want to risk our paths crossing some day So you walk that way, I'll walk
mama Gonna love you, baby, all night Come on, baby, take a chance with us Come on, baby, take a chance with us Come on, baby, take a chance with us Meet
you died At St. Patricks every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins "Oh, he's unconcerned with competition he never cares to win" But blood stained a young hand
ignorant of all facts plunder the diseased corpses for remaining riches. (bring out your dead) And the bell tolls on A man walks around the castle walls
I must be invisible; No one knows me. I have crawled down dead-end streets On my hands and knees. I was born with a ragin' thirst, A hunger to be free
And ripped off my arm in the process But fuck that shit I still gots another hand So I can still get the shit for my little man And I'ma walk with my
another one reaching out a hand, coming from a broken man you try to live but hes done trying not dead, but definitely dying with the rest of the clowns
well For the white horse of heroin Will ride you to Hell! To Hell! Will ride you to Hell! Until you are dead! Dead, brother! Dead! This is a revolution
Jay-motherfuckin-Z; and with that said back to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and uhh Hook [Jay-Z] My infatuation with autos led to autos
to the woman who sat there be-side me He had a strange look on his face The big hands were calloused he looked like a mountain For a minute I thought I was dead
flows is North Pole cold My hands got area's that fits snow Doc, fixin' hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, Niggas pack 6
all alone... When up walked a tall stranger He shadowed her move to move In perfect unison A supernatural groove He took her by the hand And the room