look at my bruises. this is what happens. when you fall in love, love. i tried not to fall so hard but i ended up on the ground. . im trying not to lose my head but i.
Seeds of aggression. Enemies that we cannot conquer. Demon possessions. Science feeds our eagerness. Greed for attention. In life the knife now is the saviour.
Play from your fucking heart. . Embracing self destruction. Going nowhere fast. Wastelands in the shadow zone. Brood of fear attack. . The fuel that feeds my pain.
Narrow-minded, selfish fuck. I won't take another lie. Cold-hearted fucking creep. Vicious circles are your life. . Stabbed in the back. Stabbed in the back.
I never wanted anyone before. Half as much as I want you. I finally found what I've been searching for. My whole life through. . You're the answer to the prayers I've prayed.
Chorus:. Free. How will we be. Free. If we don't know reality. Free. When will we see. Free. Things not like they seem to be. . I saw a girl. With a broken heart.
I can't keep dreaming. All this pain I'm feeling. All in all, it's that you gone. But why is it taking me so long?. . How can I move on?. Without your love I'm long gone.
I can't keep dreamin'. All this pain I'm feeling. All i know is that your gone. but why is it taking me so long?. How can I move on?. Without your love I'm long gone.
I am faded. Can't keep playing. Messed up. Locked down. Kicked in. Knocked out. . Help me. You've never been for me, cause everytime I see you. Everything is me, me, me.
Half of me, I cannot fake it. Half of me, I slide to failure. Forget me, forget me now. Forget me, suppress me now. . Release the fear... I can. It doesn't really matter then.
Yeah. (Bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk). Yeah, and it's the funkadelic relic. (Bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk). Yeah, and it's the funkadelic relic.
Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL Cool. Soakin' wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool. Yo what am I, an animal?. 'Cuz I bagged your's too. . One bad mooley, and you can get pants, schooly.
Bitch!. Brick city, yo. Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young. I ate paint chips the rare moon. That pair mics, my maintenance. I battle you and then me and meth exchange shifts.
Knew I said I would roll wit'chu. Put my lifestyle on hold for you. All them sweet things that I told to you. This conversation is overdue. (Freeze). .
Yes, yes yall, feel the beat y'all. Freak, freak y'all. Ya don't stop. Yes, yes y'all, feel the beat y'all. Freak, freak y'all. Ya don't stop. . When Def Jam signed me.
Uh-huh, eh, heh. Lay back on this one. (Yeah, you know how I do baby). . You only a customer. When you walkin' in the presence of hustlers. Uh, I'm laid back in the cinnamon Range.
I swear to tell the truth and nothin' but the truth, so help me, God. I just felt like tellin' the story of my life. Felt like, maybe somebody could be inspired, you know?.
Yeah. Funky! Uh. Yeah. . Yo, let me tell you bout a girl named Peg. A D.C. haircut and stewardess legs. Dressed to kill, her physique is ill. Her face belongs on a dollar bill.
Hey man, don't you realize in order for us to make this thing work?. Man, we've got to get rid of the pimps and the pushers. And the prostitutes, yes, yes, y'all that's funky, yeah.
Right now I'm 'bout to show you how it's done, you can. Shut down yo, my Uzi weights a ton, you can. Beat down and you can pump it in your system till it.