I wish I was there, bruised and in despair again you're my friend. As you're moving faster faster, slower through your veins, and again. As makeup
Oh This is a problem That'll stay with me till I RIP This is a habit Drugs weren't made for an addict like me Close my casket Send me to my grave Bury
You caught my eye when I walked by, Judging from the way you move, Your heart is bruised, We sit and laugh It's all an act The lies they seep through
I can't believe the drama that I'm in The flood is getting closer I don't think they know that I know how to swim You're feeling numb from all that
have breeched The line with swords in hand Held to the sky Heal these wounds Find a place to rest Concentrate on the call (Hello) Our fathers on the other
(Originally by Santana & Rob Thomas) Man it's a hot one Like seven inches from the midday sun I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone But you
Listen up cause this is not the end Your the last thing that crossed my mind Relationships are based on trust Well I guess this one was based on lies
Here I am Nobody's man Nobody's hero I'm confused Sick and diffused And everything's fine What about your life Is alright now I walk around I turn around
still I ball like no tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote You starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
but yourself But once the bullets start flyin People start dyin It's all because we're lyin History books that teach hate A kid has no escape From the racist fate
making that getaway, bound to getaway Niggas got to escape and it's never to late When you dash and tryna' break Nigga just can't test the Bone fate
flesh No room to rest, pain consumed each breath Shot twice wit her hands up Police questioned but shot before she answered One Panther lost his life, the other
looked out the window They would surely get leery and scream like, "Bahando" Police they would hold my fate But they didn't so I creped up the fire escape
ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote [Eminem -Verse 2] Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote [Eminem Verse 2] Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Note even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
six feat under Rappers go six feat under You're scared straight as soon as G Rap penetrates You wanna escape, but you got a date to meet fate Run for
