it Red passion, high fashion Nobody got to know I'm smashin', I'm sayin' it shorty Rock, Miss Thang, playin' a childish games Standin' on the corner knowin damn well I wanna blaze
golden sieve Don't regret what you did to live Don't forget that you must forgive To risk everything Catch your tears in a golden sieve Don't regret
Prepare the masses 'cause this means war And if it's a fight they want, we'll bring the hell they're looking for With bullets blazing, the cowards hit
blaze with a face melter, go fish, pigeon itchin for a pit to put the pig in, scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats, to the meat eater sweeps
99 dreams later the shooting gallery wall its like not a wave crash similar to last or next heckle me not already doctored by regrets gray rain
kept on I want you back I want you back when you was here I slept on What I appreciate a little more now as a blessing Now I'm complaining and regretting
s trust, when you keep your wife away from your man? And he never crossed you but you claimin' he's fam'? What's trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't retaliate? They blaze
twisted excuses The frozen silence too insane Burning doll my paradise fades Amid the radiant, silent flames I feel nothing as I watch the blaze Only a twinge, regretful
it comes with the occupation The pirate's life you know we going out blazing Grab the map to the next destination A pound of chronic and some fine ladies waiting No regrets
your eyes closed take em out by mouth and blindfold with the foot on your chest you know the rest nigga got us pissed off die for mine, raise up get blazed
The Seasons Change Its Colours It Draws To A Close The Blaze Of Ancient Stories Shine In His Eyes The Warm's Taken By The Winter Fallin' Asleep His Deep
) The moon shines this light on us for that i thank god Now we out with an unquenchable bottomless thist We goin out in a blaze of glory so call up the
A history of bitterness You have left a blazing trail If you had been a hammer I'd be a broken nail You gave me nothing Nothing but regrets Don't think
the sunrise, man, tell me what you see The eagle has flown underground, abandoned you, abandoned me Fifty two falling stars are burning up the sky Blazing
can give you death with the look upon my face This is your freedom in a life of fallacy With no last kiss and no regrets, you don't deserve goodbye
tragedy I?ve burned everybody who had a hand to lend a man burning at both ends no one put me in this hell I lit a fire underneath myself now I?m blazing
set it off on a mission like the Sentinel 'Cause I was sent to do, murder the crew sayin' I'm merciful I wrote a few, journals in my nocturnal state Blaze
, stains on the quilt Chapter of incidents, chapter and verse Sub-heading chronic, paragraph worse Lost in the limelight, baked in the blaze