Pain in my life, life, life Check From the graffiti in the pissy project hallways To niggas hustling on the block Settin' up shop crack cocaine bottle
starts*} Born alone, die alone.. {repeat 4X} [AZ] All alone in this wilderness Who can figure life as ill as this? My vision's blurred from guerilla
now Hope your hearin' all the sound, now, nigga, come now Sittin' at home, a hat in my hand While you crawlin' on the earth with your natural tan Your
Request the honor of your presence The tear gas has blown away Put down your crumpets and your coffee now So unfashionably late Little brother, little
a blurred countryside Becoming a bit absent minded A touch of madness aside A brush with madness inside Ahhh, ahhh Go crazy Ahhh, ahhh Crazy All
Feels like your life is over Feels like all hope is gone You kiss it all the way, maybe, maybe This is a second coming This is a call to arms Your finest
fill my lungs. And all this time I thought I was drowning and all this time she made me and you caged me and beat me. These shackles reek of your cologne
your wrist so I'm a empty out my clip Put the keys down nigga, on your knees now bitch Put the gun on your mouth, on the lady where ya standing now Niggas run like Jesse Owens All
your eyes and it's past Story of my life Story of my life Story of my life Story of my life Story of my life The story of my life
high to forget your demons Invite them in to be your leader Sold, feeling a blurring sense of motion Forgetting what's important Your living not just
your company, was of more quantity than quality. My hopes and dreams - transparent phantoms, this wayward son's irrational anthems. Not worth spending quantity time, life
I no longer breathe for you? where is the truth in my existence - when I have been cut off from your tender fingertips - all that I've known falls
blink of an eye Afraid to stop because I can't stop time Go Strobing snapshots of my past become a blurring flash Just one thing can make it all come
woodpecker hit parade Though he can't sing a note, there's a frog in his throat All his top notes come out blurred He's the ladies' first choice, with a laugh in his voice He gives all
Who replied with a calm face, expressionless Dream with your eyes closed Try and pluck the pearls from your bones Dream with your eyes closed Try and pluck the pearls from your
heart full of remorse, Mindful of your manners when you're brought down to your knees, A heid full of chocolate frogs is all you gave to me, That's all
but We can talk about real things later Cheated, cheated Win a greenhouse to warm your sex life Cheated, cheated Read about the victims crying all night Blurred