I wake when the car spins, it's already done. Your lips kiss the pavement, I wake with no one. The face of the culprit haunts my view. The face of who caused this won't leave soon.
I'm a reptile, been left wild with the next style. I spray projectiles that dead men within ten miles. For a bit I'm pensive then I vent vile, lyrics and phlegm bile.
I know it's late. I hear you calling me again. but I just can't go back to where we used to be. You know I still love you. but I'm so scared of what's in store.
Dominated by the thirst of liquid gold,. I found out it didn't exist. Searching through the woods I accidentally found a unicorn,. A pure, creature, shining through all the mist..
"(Damn! Rapid Firing Squad) Back at your ass again, nigga. (First Family). World's Famous. (Firing Squad) Look here.". . Chorus: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze).
7-1-8 Brownsville, what the fuck you want niggaz?. New York, you ready for this shit? I don't think so, motherfucker. Yeah M.O.P. for life. Radio, niggaz never play us.
"Cold, ass, ice, you know that you are. Cold, ass, ice, you're cold as ice to me!. Cold, ass, ice". . Yeah, ha ha, oh shit! (You're as cold as ice). Yeah! (You're willing to sacrifice).
Why she does what she does?. Your guess is good as mine. I've been seeking head highs and above. Right now a ripple would be fine. . She made me fall so in love.
Sentado solo en un banco en la ciudad. Con tu mirada recordando el litoral. Tu suerte quiso estar partida, mitad verdad, mitad mentira. Como esperanza de los pobres prometida.
Tantas veces me mataron,. Tantas veces me morí,. Sin embargo estoy aquí. Resucitando.. Gracias doy a la desgracia. Y a la mano con puñal,. Porque me mató tan mal,.
Salgo a caminar. Por la cintura cosmica del sur. Piso en la region. Mas vegetal del tiempo why de la luz. Siento al caminar. Toda la piel de America en mi piel.
Crayon Angel songs are slightly out of tune. But I'm sure I'm not to blame. Nothing's happened, but I think it will soon. So I sit here waiting for God and a train.
You won't find it by yourself. You're gonna need some help. And you won't fail with me around. Come on let's go. . I will tell you if you change. And who's been saying things.
We're glad that you came. We need someone to look up to. Show us the way 'cause some say. We've been using the wrong tools. . Don't say that we'll pale.
I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station, gonna get a ticket to ride. Gonna find that lady with two or three kids and sit down by her side. Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me 'bout two or three times.
Lessons learned, bridges burned to the ground,. And it's too late now to put out the fire,. Tables turned, and I'm the one who's burning now,. Well I'm doing alright,.
Rimbombantes chapoteos en la Calle Barcelona,. Anunciando que caern oleadas de olas del cielo. . En el fin del mundo, solo, solito, solo. Bailar y cantar con ngeles cados.
My car broke down. But I'm really not a loser. So I'll take a walk. 'Cause beggars can't be choosers. Trees beat couches any given day. It's probably meant.
I don't want you to know. The thoughts in my head. I stay far away,. Without you instead. If that saves me from. My thoughts being known. 'Cause I don't wanna say,.