have Everyday was more lonely than the last But he finally found forgiveness in the bottom of the glass Yeah, he finally found forgiveness in the bottom of the glass
of all those left behind But still are those locked behind puppeteer's lines This is how, this is how a dream dies This is how, this is how a dream
don't worry this dagger is put to good use, to good use ill leave them on the streets to rot in vanity Leave this place with me just for a while
quieres saber que esta agitandose bajo la casa preguntale a la mujer al fondo de mi vaso Puedo derramar mi trago en el lavalozas de mi mujer Viniendo a
could-a made it cruising, yeah Yeah, ridin' high on love's true bluish light Once I had a love and it was a gas Soon turned out had a heart of glass
a boy who can't say no Things are so much clearer in a haze And you don't know, so why not give it a chance Heaven's at the bottom of this glass Lessons
alacazam, I got a look at you. . One look and I yelled timber Watch out for flying glass. Cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out I went
I'm at In a flash like that, recognize I'm back Strike a match, catch a fire, CTI, add gas What's a Molotov cocktail? They never break a glass Scary
in the glass He can't resist who's staring back He makes a case that all you've ever needed was a pretty face But the bottom line about it is a, never
a famine affair The whole attempt with shawty Just put trash in my body He was nostalgic for the ground Hope down the drain Still flew to your tragedy In a glass bottom
baby [T.I - Verse 2] A dope boy with the swag of a pimp n-gga except one thing, I'm paid more than them n-gga you see a bitch can't afford this life
, yes My proof is the bottom line for everyone But proof, yes Proof is the bottom line for everyone But proof, yes Proof is the bottom line for everyone
automated teller code I was born in a paper sack in the bottom of a sewer I had to eat dirt clods for breakfast, my family was so poor My daddy was a
ants on a log [Andy] GET THE FUCK OUT [Jorma] LEAVE! LEAVE ME! GO! [Mom] So how's your little club going? [Andy] IT'S NOT A CLUB! [Jorma] IT'S A RAP
a dick raw But man, I?d rather go to bed with a hard dick Than to have to spend the whole night fucking and arguing This bitch a lunatic, fuck a nigga
't need the crew with us you know my hammalog im the man in charge i like your Louis bag the monogramoflauge a little zif and dale a little ace of spade ima roll a
