these things I rip my heart out It's worth my time Whatever that means so Hard to see up My neck feels stiff until I wake up The orange I choked And
things I rip my heart out It's worth my time Whatever that means... Hard to see up My neck feels stiff until I wake up The orange I choked And back
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things I rip my heart out It's worth my time Whatever that means... Hard to see up My neck feels stiff until I wake up The orange I choked And back to
these things I rip my heart out It's worth my time Whatever that means... Hard to see up My neck feels stiff until I wake up The orange I choked And
off, victims air lifted up Lieutenants, bosses, block monsters, kingpins Funkin', beefin', killin' they best friends And to prevent bloodshed we used to try to reason But right now it's a drought and
my voice is read through a seismograph And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head Trapped him in his room, possessed him and
used to it The way we stopped them, dear To all the ladies who love they man Though they fuck up, and you still let them back in Make some noise if
the night That you fall in love with me finally I remember when I used to sit And wish that it would rain Knowin' the sun would come to stay And chase
ring Me and my niggas try yo' bitch Stole the price and stang yo' botch All you did was take a shot And ball the fist to close the fist Kiss it at
Strong blowing kisses to the wind The D.O.C. in fact to attack the wicky wack And take the rightful place at a rightful time The D.O. to the C. and it
the phone And I'm selling cell phones, all with chips My nine to bloods, my glock to crips, who want war? You and your boys can bring the noise But
like Christopher C. MNP and Lars H., pioneers adrift at sea. And so we went ashore, knowing not what was in store, 'till there came a crazy noise
you up! And take you into the sky, and she you Slug! And If I could fly, I'd lift you up! And take you into the air, and she you Slug! And If I could
spit shinned and hidden before the ford duster parketh, when mommy marched in, wrapped the broccoli in the napkin, for your electric paradesio after the parent crashes, and
