why I tried so hard Chasing lights Running down the feeling til I can't feel a thing Chasing lights Looking for the show Am I the only one left chasing lights
reason why I tried so hard Chasing lights Running down the feeling til I can't feel a thing Chasing lights Looking for the show Am I the only one left chasing lights
arraignments, the subpoenas High profile gladiators in bloodthirsty arenas Enter the Dragon, black-robe crooked-balance Souls bought and sold and paroled for thirty talents Court reporter catch the surface on
't going to bring me back Now could it be the southside big baller Bolo rock slanger stones done got slaughtered-damn I'm going up on my whole thangs And stepped on
to surface Def Squad is the foundation Three dawgs attached to 98 Dalmatians Yeah, where them gilla niggaz out at night You better run 'til you see the light, light
focused, nigga, Testarossas, new roadsters House on the beach, wake up see the ocean Kush keep me chokin, Trade for the roaches (?) with a cars, (?) of the fortress Sky dive, I glide over the surface
you kissed me on the face Question mark, space I know you're with me underneath the star-scape Treadmill, pick up our pace Head-start on a jet in a car
the sideline, write rhymes in your spare time 'Cuz I'd rather stimulate your mind than emulate your purpose And we have only touched on the surface of
change I ain't no hater but that nigga lost in the game After the bright lights and big thangs He probably could loev you, but he in love with the struggle Everyday, his mind on
' about Slow down player, don't hate 'cause you can't relate The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights I got more lime light than Vegas on
to see We've scratched the surface For what it's worth We've beaten odds Against our ways By any means We are the ones who want to be On our
ain't no hater but that nigga lost in the game After the bright lights and big thangs He probably could love you, but he in love with the struggle Everyday, his mind on
When the song come on hands in the air , (4x) We surfaced consumer's pre-purchase Guess who's back on the charts and he's nervous Elite service, amongst
) Walking in the wilderness with my pale sister Magician among the spirits I said how much I miss her Jackson on the slipstream, he's moving all around Chasing
prayer a human grave When darkness is tyrant, never see the light, pay tribute to the overlord Atheism made out of divine neglect, on the side of angels
in the 'Lac on white walls, big body, the same color as Lysol, hit the block up, if an enemy turn the lights off, and pull up on the fake ass nigga to
passing you by Don't cry If you breaking the rules Making your moves Paying your dues... Chasing the cool Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface
