Lookin' at the ceiling. In darkness, at midnight. When that call knocked around my mind. Walking down the streets,. In the morning, under gray clouds.
Yeah yeah yeah it's goin down. I need to think of somethin else new to say man. I always say yeah yeah yeah it's goin down. (Can you hear me in the background?).
Yeah, mother fuckers. Pussy niggaz get the fuck out right now. Real niggaz put your fist in your mother fucking hand. Like this, it's going down. This is for my GD's and my C-R-I-P's.
[lord infamous - talking]. Yeah, lord infamous ,back in this thang, the scarecrow, keyser soze. You know in memphis, we got this lil saying, when somebody tryna cross then.
She makes herself at home... Oh God, it's better than her place.. She loves the little things.... but God we all need somethin'.. She swears this life is often overrated..
I could see snow cover hills. You were walking, I was standing still. I could feel the cold on my face. And we were talking like always. . I could touch snow covered leaves.
Well I never quite knew. Where I stood with you. And my safest bet. Was to disconnect. Yes its been so long. But the chemicals are never wrong. Dont you get me wrong.
No cash in my pocket. No clothes in my closet. Can't get my head to do a damn thing. The damn dog's barking. The car ain't starting. Why is always rainin' on my parade.
i'll run and hide under my bed. you're calling my name from outside my door but i'm not ready yet. for a revolution to start in me. 'cause i'm just scared of losing control.
scribble the sweetness concealed by your lips. sending this promise that's clenched by your fist. echoes falling short the distance. all these efforts make no difference.
I never could explain why I keep coming back... From brilliant lights to a subtle dim; from open fields to walls that are caving in... I don't want to.
I am falling into you. There's no one left to fall into. It's breaking me in two. The old in me is taking over. . It's taking me over. All my promises fall to the floor.
this is the sound of your brain it smells like rotten elvis. this is the sound of your brain this rollin' record sounds helpless. this is the sound of your brain you're looking like a rapeman.
you will take the high road. I will take the low. You will take the high road home. I will take the low road where it goes. Whether our roads ever gonna meet again someday.
Out from under the wings and onto a path to perfection. Only a projection To justify dirty deeds. on its way to inception. iniquities reveiled ever so cleverly.
For you, you, for you. . I had a love of life. I had a stable mind. There's something wrong with me. One fix, a quick release. . For you, for you, for you.
I get on my high horse just long enough. To get low, to reload, and go, oh!. Again and again. I get on my high horse just long enough. To get low, to reload, and go, oh!.