, it's like trying smoke crap and go to sleep, I'm strapped it's known any minute I could snap, I'm the equivalent of what would happen if bush rapped
to chase the blues I kept your picture in a frame I kept your heart out on a chain But hearts don?t belong on chains And pictures don?t belong in frames
what happens when the heart just stops Stops caring for anyone The hollow in your chest dries up And you stop believing So what happens when the heart
three types of people in the world Those who don't know what happened Those who wonder what happened And people like us from the streets that MAKE things happen
to respect the king Don't be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen Because you know who (who) did you know what (what) with you know who (yeah) but just
back the hands of time, God should Forgive what i did as a kid to run blocks Now my dreams are just dream cops and gun shots The fun stops when your homies
it's like trying smoke crap and go to sleep, I'm strapped it's known any minute I could snap, I'm the equivalent of what would happen if bush rapped I
So what happens when the heart just stops Stops caring for anyone The hollow in your chest dries up And you stop believing So what happens when the heart
when your heart stops All those jokes you make about you'll be in hell partying Sorry and you know those jokes are played out like Atari and No one's laughing 'cause what
mic ass kissin' I tracks hit 'em with velocity, authority Doing what I gotta, make it hard for you ignore me Try to block this out your mind See what happens when
the hands of time, God should Forgive what i did as a kid to run blocks Now my dreams are just dream cops and gun shots The fun stops when your homies
pain just to see a young brother getting snatched from his frame its many ways to do it anger plays a major role when its done its done don't try to
And he got chills down his spine just being present in the scene On the wall, there was a picture that looked familiar And when he got close, his heart stopped