What if you said You didn't want me to leave? If I could see something inside And I've got nothing left to hide Lost track of days gone by Blinded by
What if you said You didn't want me to leave? If you could see something inside and I've got nothing left to hide Lost track of days gone by Blinded
The city has sex with itself I suppose As the concrete collides well, the scenery grows And the lonely once bandaged lay fully exposed They undressed
off in slow motion When yo' head hit the meter You lost two leaders, at the same case speeder Peter slid through shook 'em down for his reefer James
lot ?, some Rugged Man shit I'm suicidal, ain't the issue I feel like playin games, russian roulette With a fully loaded pistol Hold down, can you feel
life out your ass by pushin' mute Shit can get stanky like a poot I got dog poop crank, yes I pollute Leave the whole block fully unrecouped I'm like
drama It's all good karma And I never can forget The night before the morning after [CHORUS] Sun up to sun down Come up to come down Just waiting for
the NY City Hazardous, dangerous game of da Sticky motherfucker keepin undercover Stick-n-move, Gators to Timb shoes Jeans to tuxedos Second motion, son, I be do Down
need to sell ourselves the dream That love is all we need? Romance causes ignorance We're selling out Selling ourselves...short Life in motion Slowing down
The city has sex with itself, I suppose, as the concrete collides where the scenery grows. And the lonely, once-bandaged, lay fully exposed, having undressed
1: The Bloodying of the King] [(The Armies of the Hyperborean Empire steadfastly engage the Horde of Wraiths)] [THE KING:] Imperial Cavalry... advance! RIDE THEM DOWN
, so I evade and plot and plan a life of better thangs, all about my chedder main Help me if I fall, can I ball for life A half a key in my drawers, bein
parkin lot ?, some Rugged Man shit I'm suicidal, ain't the issue I feel like playin games, russian roulette With a fully loaded pistol Hold down, can
It?s all good karma And I never can forget The night before the morning after CHORUS Sun up to sun down Come up to come down Just waiting
I took a sudden notion To go down to the ocean I'd got my sun-tan lotion My flippers and my mask In proper distribution A fully-formed ablutions Formed
: The city has sex with itself, I suppose, as the concrete collides where the scenery grows. And the lonely, once-bandaged, lay fully exposed, having
