bare. i'm just like you i'm complicated too. jealous knives in my back to spare. i'll burn it black as sin, falling off the wagon again. burn it black
ya niggaz Bitch if ya put yourself in a fight Here me kick it I get flashlight how we get it with it specific and artistic Spare rhymes and rough drafts get it
know we goin in right? the prince really, sold it out ... tattered on my hand, the d is in me you can pretend ... but any for good times i burn you
