lie So alive (Drunk on shadows) So alive (Drunk on shadows) So alive (Drunk on shadows) (Drunk on shadows) So alive (Drunk on shadows) And drunk on shadows
bleeds for love Forever gone Drunk on shadows and lost in life Killing ourselves a kiss at a time Devils dance while angels smile Drunk on shadows and
Översättning: HONOM. Berusad av Shadows.
she bleeds for love Forever gone Drunk on shadows and lost in life Killing ourselves a kiss at a time Devils dance while angels smile Drunk on shadows
she bleeds for love Forever gone Drunk on shadows and lost in a lie Killing ourselves a kiss at a time Devils dance while angels smile Drunk on shadows
hallowing your evil ways Like they were yourself, passing yourself not smiling The dead guy you saw me talking to is your boss I tried to put a spell on him
finna crush it Max out on swagga, not your ordinary rapper But I do my thing extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya) Keep that smooth movement so proper They keep choosin on
Y'all know what we 'bout to do This shit here 'bout as sick as the flu Drunk motherfuckers wanna vomit on my shoe Niggas can't have shit prolly 'cause
had much more to discuss Someone came and punched her in the face Was he drunk was he insane I held him there till the cops came And drove him off somewhere
you're waiting on a man It seems so long since yesterday The time goes by so slow When you're waiting on a man, waiting on a man to show She shivers
curse my love? Drunk daddy broke my fingers Drunk daddy done kicked my head Drunk daddy smashed my sister Turned my whole world red Drunk daddy broke
clapping hands Nobody knows whose side he was on It's a risk that you take in no man's land Nobody knows what made him decide To run for freedom and
up to 100 proof From watching him I learned how to gather nourishment Living off the different women that he had to nurture him And on the surface I
a phantom whisper, grim shadows, shows a blurry picture Streets are filled wit goons and bloody niggas I seen my friend fall, clutchin', holdin' his stomach Caught him
your dope Get your jack on, get your sack on, Put your rag on and get your motherfucking thang on, niggas Cause it's on God dammit it's on Now what the
on the walls to hide his prints Me on my own, not yet grown but only man of the home To protect my zone in these streets I roam Dough on d-low, downin
