more of a reflection of what I used to be ...So why do I feel hollow when I look at your photograph? You take down my fortress and kill me with a smile
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: Part Two There Will Be Revenge For Fiona Check For A Pulse Divine Let Down Black Box Bullets Failing Is Easier (Part Three) Apparition It's Tragic
Part Two There Will Be Revenge For Fiona Check For A Pulse Divine Let Down Black Box Bullets Failing Is Easier (Part Three) Apparition It's Tragic Killing
He needed money I would always come through Needed a car he could use mine too But bust this Out on the street People say he was riffin' Callin' me a
to be the queen to my king she ain't nottin but a word for my ginsing someone I would use to bust my boxspring she woulda a numba one, not be bada bing
a gat Chorus 1 & 2 [Canibus] Yo, yo, yo Fuck beggin for ya life, I have you niggas beggin for death Use a dull blade and sever ya neck You're whack
't see me back in the yard, two wacks back to the wall Use the two gat stash pack in the wall Picture Mac liftin' up racks in the yard I had a block,
sam I got much love for new york and back don't question me cause that's a fact my name is kris, as if you don't know I ??? for a while with my crazy
get liquor bent or wishin for me to stick her in a position to dip i get her hint a hundred points she gets cause we connected 500 hundred points for
rain with a gram Now I sliver and glitter, Jacob throw glaze on my hand Shit! D12, dont even know the name of my band Man I'm just superfly, two for
the heat Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around He said, "I saw two men
Girlfriend, never had a boyfriend Looked to be your best friend Turned out to be a one nite stand He loves me, he loves me not He screams my name in
I feel See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her The name of my record company (Oh you're a Sanger) I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a
knick knack pattywack, give a dog a bone Im still down to sell crack got a fiends home God bless the child with a flawless flow Say gave a nigga the
night Recounting all my paranoid and selfish thoughts but I was right I made a space for you inside my soul And let my feelings kill the part that I control So part
, it's a jungle, I got animal taste for Real estate cards, plus keeping my safe full La Banga, Donnie Cash, I'm catching a case for Duct tape your face
