dying Is how we carve our names inside this dream The only thing I've learned is that I haven't learned a thing Maybe the only thing to learn is that
t have ground to remind you. Hey, what are they? [Billy Flynn] When we go to trial, nobody is gonna care a lick what your defense is unless they care
witch her stitches itch For familiar lips to lick them dry Whilst the dark regrasps, for if she asks The sun forsakes the rite to rise And is the first
one person can do it all but you want to in your head But you can't be Shakespeare and you can't be Joyce so what is left instead you're stuck with yourself
Wrapped inside a twisted world I can't decide what is even real anymore As though I ever knew Tangled in these silhouettes Floating face down in a river
to 'em at the light, like Kanes cousin Harold The ruff ryders (What?) The ruff ryders The ruff ryders (What?) The ruff ryders The ruff ryders (What?) The ruff ryders The ruff ryders (What
No lie, prefer them ready do or die niggaz What? What you want? cutey starin at me like "Damn, where you from?" You be comin at me like "Can I get some?" Lick your lips
what you need, what you needed, yeah I conquer your fear and you'll master the game Life is always and never the same Use a little faith to light the flame
of feather beds and lightheadedness Abyss it gets deeper (you know) so be a light sleeper (sleeper) The grief is like autumn rain (autumn) washing your needs away Now all this gold is what
strength From my lips, I pray I feed you well Your precious cross is gone It made me wait so long For what you give to everyone The priest is cold and
do this shit 'cause it makes me dough, do it again to make me mo' Rich is the only way to go, I'm givin' you what you paid me for What you lookin shady
rivers ran red, now it's the sky that grows black Shadows are cast as two giants roam over the earth We light a match, but what is that little flame
smoker ridin in a Range Rover and when I smoke Endo I use a flame thrower some people use X and PCP, but all I need is light green trees for me and if
share with you Your lips are warm my head is light; were we alive before tonight? I don't need a crowded ballroom everything I want is here If you
nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga? (Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down) {Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on What's the deal
Got no money but I'm still blowing treez And I don't give a damn what you think about me I'm a stoned crook soldier, never been a buster Blowing on treez, no matter what
now honoured you with my presence As I?m honoured by your sight I crown your perfection The predator in your breast, I devour Tempted is now my light