stars Hiding my scars Be still Don't even breathe And death won't find you Here I hide you in my dream To keep you with me Ears distorted False words
Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon) Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro
to hide A smile from your face Where the light comes shining through All its strength, it came from you It's lost now all that age before I knew you
's tryin' to show me ? What's that you're tryin' to show me ? Picasso moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso moon, liberate me
other side I guess that push has come to this So I guess this must be shove But before you throw those stones at me Tell me, what's your house made
Hook] [Layzie Bone] Everyday the devil at me And I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with my niggas right
dawning sky It carries me to mystic shores Gonna leave you 'cause I'm begging for more We've known each other so long, I know, way before The winds
that ain't right And she'll cry for me When I'm down in the dumps And she nurses my lumps How she cries for me And she'll never complain She keeps hiding
she dances, across the porch As the radio plays, Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again I just
it's at? We need to stack a sack, for rap to take us dap So we treat our clips, just like, bustin' caps Rip it 'til dawn, kick it 'til dawn Hip-Hop is
building up deep inside Ooh, you think you're above it then it's you my friend that I implore You've got to walk before you run, see the night before dawn Before
] The crop circles are talking to me Circle something, circle something The crop circles are talking to me Circle something, circle something Something solely meant just for me
an hide before they die cause I might be buckin that shoot The only way you can make it you come an you take it an ask for real niggas Like me smokin
gangstaz know Front on me and you be gettin' hit up fo sho I make it hot when its 20 motherfuckin' below See with me in V.I.P you can twist and blow
the break of dawn (We both think alike, uh oh) Go 'head 'till ya tired than I'll take ya home (We both think alike, hell yeah) If you invite me in I'
me comin' up with just to see another day Might be me who bites the bullet In these streets where a man journey With crooked cops and a society who tryin' to burn me
The morning sun The morning sun of Dune There's no tomorrow The apparation of this land and it's dream Makes me feel I have seen it before I can taste
