works and no one cares I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there I will be, I will be there
nothing hurts and no one cares I will be there I will be there I will be there I will be there I will be, I will be there.
will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends Til the law ends, flossin' Rollin' in my Benz I go against the grain See, we ain't go change I take
I ran wit what God planted in my heart and I understand it To be the bring the light to the dark, breathe some life in this art This must be the truth
sister Mary can do Will keep me here with you As nothing in this life that I've been trying Could equal or surpass the art of dying Do you believe me? There
me, hauling me to the front of the line, making me thinking about dying. I'm trying to keep, keep my composure, nigga I showed you bytch, we soldiers
end of time I followed my muse, I followed nothing else Leni at the end of time I leave you so unsatisfied That I'm unrepentant and still alive How I will outlive you all And how I
know there's somebody else who's dying to feel anything Ready and willing I guess now it's safe to say Sincerity has become a lost art these days
and so much more - we take part in history but everything has got its price so it must be commercialized it must be commercialized - oh yes, it must be
we finally fell in love I'll never be alone again and she will never leave me I've forgotten why I write these things down Even as I write this I'm
away I count - my days, alone - I wait your final will - donate minutes go so slow, with poison in my veins I am but young, yet dying of old age force
fuck I be I, you cannot see I Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I. Oops, I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon I'm prime time, giving
I need, see how easy I am I need a guru, I need to chill I need a Mercedes 280SL, yeah, That'll fix it, I'll be complete I need a, I need, I need a That
pistol, I am not a heathen I'll give you the reason, ten commandments and ten counts of treason, they can pass judgements while I plead, ignorance self
lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying, I thought I'd always dream of dying
cops that be killin me Justice? all I see is just us Gettin knocked locked and bust, without a word discussed Nypd, should be nypig I don't deal with
Well, I'm sorry that I love you It's a phase I'm going through There is nothing that I can do And I'm sorry that I love you The rose will fade when
