What's the colour of pretty? December whispers with her whiskers and purrs. It's the way the sun hits your wall. Don't worry your pretty little head
I could have sworn that doing something positive merits a positive reaction and I could have sworn that friends were there to encourage you, not condemn
One thousand voices, I can hear them in my head. Made some bad choices, now some dreams are dead. When I was younger the future didn't matter so much
"Dear Diary", She smiled as we slow danced to the sound of rain tapping glass and the sound of our beating hearts. "Dear Diary, I'm happy for the first
you dog-eared the page that things started to change you'd find the one I met you. If you dog-eared the page that things started to change you'd find
It's the way that yelling makes you feel like you're two feet tall, and even if it's not just directed right at you. My hand hurts from your hand holding
a second to catch your breath? The ones I gave you upon leaving. Can you still feel that? I never thought we'd slowly walk our different directions. I
I think it's been too long since we all stopped to think. Maybe tonight we could just forget everything because even though you've got a broken heart
I could study your mind like a globe for hours, but where in that mind of yours is tonight? I could read your face like an atlas all night, but where
Like a photo that I can't look at but I can't throw away. It's in the same drawer as I put your letter. Why then can't I pick up this pen and write you
stars are laughing at me. I must have made that fucking wish every night for the past year. There's a place on the way up to princess park that I'd like
Do you ever get the feeling this train's been derailed? Every time you make the claim that you don't care? Every time you make the ironic claim, 'revolution
, that's the shit that got me mad! (Please, Mr. Rapper, once again) That's the shit that got me mad! That's the shit, youknowhatI'msayin? (It's a family
gonna flip if any one of my men's die We've been fucked somebody told us a Bent lie (What?) Let's get back to the spot in N.Y. Seven glocks P S P O
gully is the black dudes Robbin Niggers bare faced I knew it wasnt fair mate We'd lick a couple lappys And we'd meet up at the staircase Uncle B was
nothing about drama For this money shit many men do trauma Switchy walked in son, this bitch had the baddest ass The bulletproof glass was rolled up on the S
to pick a career Guess they plan on sucking somes d-cks until some millions appear Voila! you do it right he might just buy you a car Unless you play these suckers just like B.o.B
Figa-da-doh! You know me (Money, hot) Figada-figada-figada Get that dough (Dough, hot, hot) Figada-doh [Snoop Dogg] Yo' strategy, some pimp tragedy It's
