Self denial fall apart Follow mind follow heart When I talk I wanna scream All I know and all I've seen Self contains ? so tightly packed Once it?s loose
And what we have here Sunny gray, Trey Girl, I want you to know I can't get you out of my head, my head, my head Girl, I want you to know I don't even
a west side ten stacks and that's that But maybe less as a matter of fact Nigga don't be testin' the professor, What's the matter with cats I been straight
young love I know niggaz are like there's no returning When I bought that white five-fifth So white that the coke heads just might try sniff I ordered the Phantom Coupe, that's smoke pipe gray
in emergency Gimme some room, all ya'll niggaz wanna dig in my womb Don't even know me, wanna fuck my friends? Give me head, drive my Benz Spendin' lately
bats And drankin' is a most do if you drankin' the I got you I got some orange juice and gray goose so pour you a cup Till your head to the back and
dodo, such a noble destiny It's the waltz of desperation Passed along to you and me The way of the dodo (It's the gray stuff in your head) (It's the
out I need a brainwash Gray-matter bath I need the clutter all Thrown in the trash I need a brain wash, cause I'm a loon So could ya please throw my head
first Something told me, "Try to fake a stomach ache it works" I screamed, "My appendix feels like they could burst Teacher, teacher, quick I need a naked nurse" "What's the matter
on did him ugly, kicked his bloody face in Maybe he was mistaken for some great man In a dirty place he lay in a gray basement Shaking his scabs, crack
like a birthmark I pound puppies before they get to they first bark Anybody wanna get they first spark? {"Put some money on it"} Hey, what's the matter
to be The party has already started And it's about to ill Let me introduce you to another type of rapper MC where glamor and glitter don't matter gently
on the front porch rocking And Billy watching Bonnie's hair turn gray And every once in a while you could see him get up And he'd head downtown 'Cause
Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Distant ships sailing into the mist You were born
're planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick But when they will I can only guess They say I shot a man named Gray And
badge All and all can only fall With a crashing but meaningless blow No sound ever comes from the gates of Eden The savage soldier sticks his head
, cut him loose like a dirty needle You don't know where he's been All I know is that I've seen him high when he says that he's clean There was a gray
gray no petals no introduction gray matter for introspection water making and breaking seeming fine faith no martyr no resolution depth of water over
