Tekster:
Dead To Me True Intentions

I write about it because it feels so bad Always complicating life despite my best laid plans I wasn't lied to when wide-eyed and young But I've become

I write about it because it feels so bad Always complicating life despite my best laid plans I wasn't lied to when wide-eyed and young But I've become

Okay If you shed blood with me to this point, you deserve an explanation For all the hell that you've endured, while helping me reach my destination And

leave ya mouth wide Soul, legs and the body Spirit from me now, rise I arrive to take lives and tell lives I'm wanted dead or alive, cause when the needle

I am old But I'm a work in progress Well, tell me that I'm worthy Oh, tell me I belong, belong, belong, belong Tell me that I matter Well tell me I'm not dead

gone to hell So you tell me every year Mine host Thenardier He was there so they say, At the field of Waterloo Got there, it's true When the fight was

and Dear Mama Pun did it his way just like Carlito Big L murdered it on Stretch and Bobbito my man B put me on to Havoc and P Infamous will forever be a classic to me

With this harmful intent IA?m sick and twisted I pay a visit from the darkness and death Yeah itA?s true What can I do this mosterA?s living in me IA?

Oh shit, my battle mode don switched a whole fuckin level Don switched to part 2 that's crooked intentions mixed wit rebel Like tha devil on me, pookie