Don't be jealous. Don't be mad. We've got a lot to learn. We've got a lot to lose, so just take it back. Breathe slowly, come closer. You've got a pretty
I am the cunning prince of thieves. I am the nagging bite of teeth. I am the tightest skirt unraveling And the kiss upon you cheek. Most lies, can put
Come a little closer to see the walls you're breaking down. Come a little closer to see the claws you're breaking out. I don't wanna see you drown. I
dangerous man I?m not a king of the world But I?m a king of the streets I guess I?m good as dead Well I am the pharmacist I am the dirty fiend I?ve got
ve got a feeling they may be right And I?ve found the key The spotlight fiend And I?m breaking you down to your shaking knees And I?ve found the key The spotlight fiend
Wait! Near the fire, Take another breath, let the beat get a little higher. Wait! Near the fire, take another breath, just take another breath. Oh you
Everybody knows. Everybody knows. Everybody knows she's a riot when she's striking a pose. Place your bets. Place your bets, on the girl in the short
Freeze the Frame where I take the blame. I'll make you love me if It's all I do. I've got the keys to your heart, and I'm coming inside. You're never
I'm walking through the city of the dead. I'm thinking of the words that i should have said. The world has chewed me up and spit me out the end of it
Weighed down like vultures circling the dead. Pulling apart and embracing the life in the depths of this man. Pulling teeth with sharpened beaks from
I've sailed this ocean. My clothes are ripped and torn. We'll bring the dead to life, if you'll meet me at the shore. I see them marching, torches in
up for the victory Y'all know it's compton 4 life, ain't no killin' me Chorus: (x2) For years we've been accustomed to serves the fiends On the streets
Yeah Look what we have here, hero And everything ain't what it seems And this is for the people that's chasing they dreams Get your money hustlin' love
kamikaze in tongue. Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run. Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin. Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream. Dope got me hatin fiends
in tongue Automatic gunfire makin' all my enemies run Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin' Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream Dope got me hatin' fiends
for what you know Locked in the hands of thugs Is money and sellin drugs Fiends get cracked up But kids need their hands on love Picture my sorrow raw, I never chased
