torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page flies
you see me watching you And I see you watching me Cuz boy your body's callin' The temptation is killin' me I'm chillin' at the spot and my posse's bo
in Divination Death of a Dead man's son Deranged, Deprived Delivery Darkened his Decor E: Ever-loathesome, the Executor's Edict Estranges he from himself Evermore S
see me watching you And i see you watching me But boy your bodys callin And temptation is killin me Repeat Im chillin at this party and my posse's bo