A four part fictional melodrama, exploring the degradation of trust, the emotional death of love, the contemplation of suicide, and. the outlet of anger, to save one's soul. Although the piece is structured from a man's point of view, its theme applies to both sexes..
------------------. Shame on you. You saw the whole thing comin'. Let me build my house of cards. And then you, you turned so quick. I believe the whole thing came tumbling down.
I bet you didn't notice. First time your heart was broken. You called me up and we talked till the morning. . And the time that you were stranded. I was there before you landed.
What?. T-S nigga. Y'all don't know?. . Ai yo its on, I see how niggas didn't learn. You is wrong, thought the fire didn't burn. Its on me and pun ain't from the Bronx.
Pun you came up. What what, makin it happen. From rappin on the corner to possibly going platinum. But when we roll, are you still ready to ride. Yo I'll be ready to ride and I'll be ready to die.
The harsh realities of life is takin' toll. For even Jesus Christ forsake my soul. Please tell me the price to pay to make it home. Take control, I'm makin' doe, but not enough to blow.
[verse 1]. A fable, legend says. You'll pay a bottle of Tangueray. Follow me! Burns, money my way (HoO!). Pussy crusher!. Look at my street is always dark.
[*sound-effects' mini-game*]. . [verse 1]. Have you ever bought coke WIT' ME?. You already ASKED ME how to make a hit WIT' SHIT?. You've shot Chris Jack?.
Yeah. . Coolin..... . Coolin..... . Yeah. Uhhh. I laid it down when I was 16. Yeah. I made the call when I was 15. Aww. took awhile though. made her smile though.
Well, you, driving me crazy. What did I do, what did I do to you?. My tears for you. Makes everything kinda hazy. Clouding, clouding the the skies of blue.
Well, you, driving me crazy. What did I do, what did I do to you?. My tears for you. Makes everything kinda hazy. Clouding, clouding the the skies of blue.
Findin' a corner in a crowded room. Livin' on the dark side of the moon. My doctor said, Son what's killin' you?. He said, "You gotta bad case of the lonesome blues".
You ain't gotta lie to kick it. You ain't gotta lie to kick it. You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me. You ain't gotta lie to kick it. You ain't gotta lie to kick it.
I thought that this was for real,. I thought that you were the one. believe every word you said. now its come undone. (yo its over). Its got so complicated.
Swallow your pride and just let me in. I don't wanna hurt you. you know I'm your friend. If this is the outcome of all we've been through. It seems like a waste, I can't take all this waiting for you.
He phones to yak and wack wack wack, this irritating boy.. Step on a crack to break his back, for he brings to me no joy.. He speaks too long I reply in tongues.
If smiling raver chubby gurls with fragrant bartered blond curls wont lead you to stray you got the job. If you don't mind cigarette smoke and my addiction to diet coke and sex night and day you got the job.
I am tied up in the burning sun. Baby, you are my only shade. You're the bowl of water beyond my reach. I can only move the distance of this chain. . I chew anything you will give me.
Now that I've got you alone. There's something I wanna say. A secret I have kept awhile. And it seems right and I feel safe. . I know I am right. I know this is the night.