moment All this commotion of bottled up emotion The love is blurred and it's out of it's focus It's been a few hours incase you didn't noticed Emotion in our voice
Infamous has just entered the building Yeah, yeah mama Keep doing that just like that I like that But you got one problem You hanging with some real clowns over
your hand is a blur Now bob my chunk of godly hunk all over your fucking face I'm spitting globs of spunk Get on your dirty knees, bend over and bob
are hanging all around me It's too dark to see tomorrow... Dark clouds are hanging all around me It's too dark to see tomorrow Dark clouds are hanging
Time and distance blurs the image So far along from the life you're used to Flood of '72 casting shadows over you A giant's despair I see a valley beneath
Rumbling, in a world of swirl In a world of swirl In this cloud of dust, you've got to keep steady Hang on you must, you better get ready Over the ledge
am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the median curb Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road [Chorus
Guy: "Are you alright?" Amanda: "Hang on" I woke up with a killer hangover Hope it was worth all this pain (I'd do it all over again) By the time the
up the whole damn thing's over Give up the whole damn thing's over Give up the whole damn thing's over Give up the whole damn thing's over Give up the
while ya'll messin wit vets Fantasy raps, paid it dap produced it yourself Mic melts and felt my man and understand your plan is over Remember what I