stay forever more Now my words of joy and hope are ringing in my head consistency is a virtue of the dead So if I am dead on my feet I can not provide
hiding behind molting feathers On the plane, on my brain, 'bout to do the show 40k contract, take it out the door Dice symbolize my life, roll 'em on
messed around I'm having fun, don't put me down I'll never let you sweep me off my feet I won't let you in again The messages I tried to send My information
stress Felt the hate on my chest as I placed on my vest What's wrong with the brakes in the LX? Ran straight into a lightpole, just before I got my life
of day and night all we want is more I keep my feet on solid ground And use my wings when storms come around I keep my feet on solid ground for freedom
money and who the fuck to do Four blocks away my aim's clean Night scope on a silence carbine Place my cross hairs on my vic's eye Squeeze the trigger
this off the top of my head, I love you though. For real We celebratin nigga, we poppin bottles for this. This is to my dead nigga, on my dead they cant
and you can get it annually Styrofoam feel With a strawberry fanta treat Leaning ima need a kick stand to stay on my feet Get out ma bidness like I kicked ya out my
, make the boy fall out Teddy Bear's on my feet all 'round I'm back again, what you gonna do now? Get out of this party girl and come back to my house
They say she a dime, I say she underrated I just met her so the next solution Dead my old chick, execution Yo, what's up, girl? Ain't gotta ask it I dead
am so outrageous I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If god had a iPod, I'd be on his playlist My phrases amazing, the faces and places, the favorite My
cash in Never had my father in my life, he was a dead beat Moms worked two jobs and keep Jordans on my feet Now that I'm on, they set the word bout I
tell me you ain't six feet under and tell me that you're coming back that you just took a break maybe i blamed you for everything that was my mistake
s gone wrong it makes me sick it's gone on too long it's everywhere i look i hear it all day i've seen the hatred it's in front of my face you're a racist
my Styrofoam, Now y'all know what I be on, Get the fuck off my dick, my cock, my bone Big money my pockets long New Orleans I got my home, And they got my
in shadows and dreams? - your reflection in shadows and dreams Did you ever see a man who did walk down the street white robe with no shoes on his feet and on
I can only hope my luck is ridin' in the back. Well I have pray to God this ain't the day we meet, I've done about everything, but try dragging my feet
