if i make it home with what i have left i'll never ever leave again. and i don't know if it was the weight of your words or the way you said my name.
is Fendi, dashboard Armani With your baby momma, playa is where you can find me Pushing through the parking lot on 24's Cadillac Escalate with the chromed out nose With the navigation arrow
Don't think so, you know my M-O Beretta 9, black Rambo Big guns, extra ammo Plus, heavy artillery, D-stream me and military Killarmy A-rabs, out for your
Sara, Sara Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life Sara, Sara Radiant jewel, mystical wife Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night Where you fought for my soul and went
I went everywhere for you I even did my hair for you I bought new underwear, they're blue And I wore 'em just the other day Love, you know I'll fight
I went from door to door From town to town To find somewhere To lay myself down Somewhere to call my own I am out on the street The lengths I've gone
have faith in this love track Pinkerton's the name Lieutenant Colonel Pinkerton, sir U.S. Navy I'm a bounder I married a Yankee girl But I went back to visit old Japan Where
or-die means. They have their cold metallic hearts, soulless just like Kinkade's art, we need to learn to play the part, getting out alive is where
take it...Easy (Ya'll say that shit) I take it...Easy (Where we goin' with this) I take it... Easy (Here it go) Upside down I pick wigs for beetles Pry em out
arrow And you been out the loop now your lookin for your pharaoh Im the same litical serving this new trend I went all around the world and ended up where
real man Me, I remember how bad you treated that pretty lady And what you thought was cupid turned out to be A violent, itty-bitty, punk, drunk, punk With a bow and arrow
downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room, seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't have to take out
from the tree Evidence of struggle inflicted by me the young G Out of America's finest, the 619 is your boundary The county of the wicked's where you found me I'm out
Little Jimmy?s gone way out of the back streets Out of the window, into the falling rain And he?s right on time, right on time That?s why broken arrow
Mush Mush Oh, 'twas there I learned readin' and writin', At Bill Brackett's where I went to school, And 'twas there I learned howlin' and fightin' With