to six shots and them things ain't around yet Persona all thugged out loud and clear Sayin fuck the straight henny, just grab me a beer You see I'm reppin now, and
weapon quickly drew He was bound to die defended As all brave cowboys do The weapon flashed like lightning And it sounded loud and clear As the cattle rushed and killed
in all my dark despair And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there And he just kept on singing, singing clear and strong Strumming my pain
me In all my dark despair And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there And he just kept on singing Singing clear and strong Strumming my
good song I heard he had a style And so I came to see him and listen for a while And there he was this young boy A stranger to my eyes Strumming my
's nothin' but a hobby to him Simple as serve and volley to him Niggaz like, "Hov, why don't you get at old boy?" Why kill a puppet and leave Geppetto
and take the stand (several people help Benoit onto the platform) You don't have to worry, boy Just relax, tell the truth loud and clear Everyone's looking
shut up. Open it. Read what it says. (JOE opens it and reads out, half-amused and half-appalled.) JOE "Mad about the boy" NORMA Yes, and you do look
world'll be ours Repeat 1 Your games amaze, but alot of ways, many choices Can't sleep, when I do I hear voices Speakin' loud and clear, wait 'till
And so I came to see him to listen for awhile And there he was this young boy a stranger to my eyes Strumming my pain with his fingers singing my life with his words Killing
know if he's on your mind and respect you'll give me Ludacris I live loud just like Timmy, fuck, have to clear these rumors I got a headache and it'
it And while that sends you reeling From decimated dreams Your misery and hate will kill us all So paint it black and take it back Let's shout out loud and clear
It's clear to me he'll fuck up his own cash Take your little freestyle and shove it up your ass Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs" Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and
it. A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams Your misery and hate will kill us all. So paint it black and take it back Let's shout it loud and clear
flesh, A twisted queen; "Sleep with me and work the loins The mind will stray, yield of life" [X. The Age Of Confusion: Reason] And as the orgies all fade And
but a hobby to him Simple as serve and volley to him Niggahz like "Hov why dont you get at ol' boy" Why kill a puppet and leave Cheppetto alive (from
And on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on. Singing my life with his words, yes he, killing me softly with his song, Killing