on pray for the dawn but this time the nights are so fucking long I get confused I don't know how to lose so I keep my DJ on the 1's and 2's I pay the
: Yeah I just wanna do you right Show you all this love and mommy treat you right Take me from the darkness into the light I read you like a book Sophia
mamma I'm a show you how we do Little mamma I'm a get inside of you So hot I'll show you where it's at, so cool I got your back Come on I pledge allegiance
: I don't want to do it. Come on, come on I don't want to do it. Come on, come on I don't want to do it. Come on, come on All the kids are doing it.
Mystic knowledge of the ancient Kampala The holy grail of the templar knights You realize that knowledge is power That power to watch your enemies die So back
win this game It feels good to be back in the ring I lace 'em up back 'em up hit 'em up now UHHH I can't get enough of that UHHH get down I get back
literally Seriously read between the lines Lincoln got a hot bullet parked from behind So stay on the grind, pick up on the sign Gotta let the Devil know that I'm taken back
: People get ready now the train is coming You don't need no baggage just get on board All you need is faith to hear the angels humming You don't need
: Listen, messages are in code Well I can only show you the door is open It's your freedom of choice weather to walk through If you stand on the sidelines
good to bad then to ugly That's why drugs seem so lovely like a way to escape All this ugliness above me how much more can we take Till we break and we take back
: Oh man it seems like yesterday when I bought you a drink and I asked you your name The little girl with the punk rock face and the sadness in her eyes
can get with that But that shit over there is some brain dead wackness I'm a take a break and let you wack rappers practice Smoke a joint come back and
lump it you gotta get me back to the base you gotta get me back to the base presleys been dead the body means nothing man in the back says presley sucked
Oh man it seems like yesterday when I bought you a drink and I asked you your name The little girl with the punk rock face and the sadness in her eyes
you can get with that But that shit over there is some brain dead wackness I'm a take a break and let you wack rappers practice Smoke a joint come back
People get ready now the train is coming You don't need no baggage just get on board All you need is faith to hear the angels humming You don't need