leave the cemetery My nigga's in the ground now, damn this life is scary Try to hold in my pain, I drink till I'm buried This Hennessey got me gone, my eyes
am with the word extracting nerves Running toward the stage (here we go) to watch the crash occur [Chorus: 2X] [Slug] Put your head on the pillow and shut your eyes
it on my own You say you should be yourself, your label tell you that ya wrong Should of known (known), I'm takin another trip to the 'Tone 'Cause they
ha ha ha I laugh when I kick ass sometimes I wear my contacts sometimes I wear my glass now don't be confused 'cause of my body mask and tone dark skin
Throw in mo salt than martin When it rains it pours, horns with the rough tones They try to get me slung on my back Got to watch the jealousy acts so black My eyes
My love despises hate And hate despises love Catastrophic tone Transforming the structures In which we live Activate the severed episodes Different pose
kid, slowly for what, his birth I'll drink you like a bloody Mary Why try? You die, black eye, you rough guys Try to light my fire you get burnt with smoke eyes
, pound, so ya fearin' us But don't trip we keep the vibe right Baby, buy me some Remy an' if yo' baby daddy trippin' Tell him beep me 'cause I be's Black an' Tone
the SP-Mex just made 2 twenty-thousand dollar bets hoes wanna speak nah I need a freak I be freestyle flowing in my sleep out to Hous-tone that's my
He don't know how it go, he saw Nas in all the Lex Then a triple GS, foreala, I kinda think he got a feeling I'm squealing me and Tone was on the phone
I never lie Pretty) Plus you stay jiggy (You keep me fly Pretty) And I'mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby And I'mma take you on some trips to
He don't know how it go, he saw nas in all the lex Then a triple gs, foreala, I kinda think he got a Feeling I'm squealing me and tone was on the phone
Timberlake] (Uncle Charlie Wilson) I'm not sure what I see Cupid don't fuck wit me! Are you telling me this is a sign? She's looking in my eyes, now I
who roam the stone feel the earth y'all the fire water and sky under his home under his clothes under his belt its the varientsister?? tones i never
homies call you that nigga but you my bitch Since we banging, I guess we one click You be that nigga that I drink with And you don't even trip if I was
Wake up early, wipe the sleep from my eyes Glance across the room, it's 8:45 Can't forget to hang the washing out to dry Pick out my clothes so I can
strained eyes toward infinite night skies, hemlocks, sunsets through white pines, roadmaps and distant state lines. it only took one trip to understand
Trip over another lost cause Life goes on..... Open your eyes, Break the Cycle Open your eyes, Alone in the crowd (of unscrupulous minds) Open your eyes