Today, we don't know who we are Ashamed, hiding behind the scars Too many times we let the things we feel Get in the way of letting us heal the wounds
Everyday's the same I feel them merge I try to separate Resist the urge But they tell me, I'll be fine That it will all get better Just try to write
Swallow purple terror candy Don't forget to breathe Sickened by the wanting And drowning from the need This dichromatic vision Of one who does not care
It came on like a hurricane And I don't understand And it moved me like a slow dance Still I don't understand It pushed me like a tailwind And I don'
Calling out, calling out Haven't you wondered? Why I'm always alone When you're in my dreams? Calling out, calling out Haven't you wondered? Why you'
Well, that day, that day What a mess, what a marvel I walked into that cloud again And I lost myself and I'm sad, sad, sad Small, alone, scared, craving
When you beat on that drum, talkin' that tongue You're just scratching on the surface So tell me what it means A whisper to a scream slowly fades away
Her bones will ache, her mouth will shake And as the passion dies her magic heart will break She'll fly to France 'cause there's no chance No hope for
You live your life, you live like an island Satisfied, you live for the moment Here you come, you make it look easy I bet you smile in your sleep, are
Do you lie awake in the mornin' Tryin' to find a reason to call me 'Cause honey all that I've been doin' Is thinkin' about your smile But none of this
Here it comes again Cannot out run my desire Cover my decent And throw the beauty on the fire Drawn towards the edge Do I assume I could fly Every secret
Child, it's broke And I feel you slipping away Child, you spoke And the world fell silent again Do you love? Do you need love? Child, undone By fear
[Royce da 5'9"] This the homicide, sodomy of course Mobb Deep, like I got Havoc and Prodigy support Ima' be dope until the find me as a corpse You can
Lyrical wizardry dances on MC's like Murray on SC's Never flaunt, now motherfuckers come test me Burnin' everybody hotter than torches at Jamaican parties
It's like, it's like this Word up, knowhutI'msayin'? One time for your mind, y'knowI'msayin'? Yo, from upstate to Brooklyn The whole borough's thorough
This should be played at high volume Preferably in a residential area Now I'ma kick up dust, as I begin to bust On the wick-wack, fucked up suckers,
I have found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul He's the Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see All
Lily lived in a farmhouse at the edge of town Long black braids like anchor chains, how they weighed her down Dark eyes, pale skin Mean dad, she was my
