my hands, grinding my teeth all the triumph overhead all the disaster underneath spat out my morning prayers desperate pleas and viscious lies. felt the sunlight thugh the grating
', you fake bitch I'm strong like Iron Mike Tyse in eight six You fake snitch, you get slashed wid fast razors Fuckin' wid Paz mean you dead, and that
booked the studio But at the mo' my head can't cope I'm aware that I made a commitment But I never knew my heart would be broke I'm dealing with some
you hide I break bones stealin mobile phones and I'm cuttin deals for these homeless meals makin idle threats using chinese burns as you load my head with the grateful dead
[Krayzie Bone:] Every time I, turn arouuuund [x4] Every time I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin on a bad plan Tryin to deal a nigga a bad hand One
: [Krayzie Bone:] Every time I, turn arouuuund [x4] Every time I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin on a bad plan Tryin to deal a nigga a bad hand
that Flavor of the month programmers try to dispatch Always got the good batch, take it to the head Got you wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead
, (?) try to dispatch Always got the good badge, take it to the head Got me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong
a dollar, drama all I seem to get into Can't rewind time, so the problems that's mine - It's either solve 'em, or deal with 'em tomorrow Can't borrow
dying of cold and he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every
with that Flavor of the month programmers try to dispatch Always got the good batch, take it to the head Got you wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead
bro, (?) try to dispatch Always got the good badge, take it to the head Got me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong