Besedila:
Missing Heart Prison Of Passion

and cussin', but I also pull triggas. All ah my niggas are keepin' the money, trustin' the family from the grave diggas. Takin' no slays, not or no prisoners, hear

think sauce the shit So many niggaz on my nuts I thought I lost my dick Picture me fallin' off, I'm camera shy Hammers fly, might miss you, but your

some way to kick it Even though I got your digits gotta struggle to resist it Slowly advance and miss my chance not to miss it You blow me kisses, when he ain't lookin', now your heart

, no play, far cry, near miss (Hook) (Rez) it was once said that the grass will weather and the flower will fall down and every man will pass when his

say, "I was wrong" Let your heart move on Let your heart move on Wipe the drool up off your face and make your plans The prison where you hang your head missed

innocent of all this I'm just saying, this song is for y'all For all the times I mess up, when we mess up Dear sister, got me twisted up in prison I miss

hear what I hear? Can you see what I see? When ma feet hit the streets What chu know? What chu know? Can you feel what I feel? Can you hear what I hear

in glass A spirit encased in flesh Sound from shaped hollows The thickest of mucus released from heightened passion A man that cries in his sleep A truth

stiffened heart, I've been kissed by God I've been hurt, I've been marked for death, almost ripped apart By the beast but he missed his mark Alone in