by a miracle he makes it half way out It wont be parole y'all, it be the half way house but NAH That's not the right path for a Budden 'cause we're addicts
song that steals the darkness from a world asleep And I'll illuminate the path You've laid before me But for now just let me be Bind up these broken bones
Mr. Bones, or hell, anybody, it's a guaranteed wig split Fuck the chrome With an axe to the dome Because I'd rather get my bone on And get my bone on
act high and mighty Actin like your the fuckin queen, one of the Earth's highly And that I'm a worm, somethin to be squashed down Under your shoe until I'm too broken
Falling on your broken bones Hitch a ride to get you home Stormy road and rocky path Every step we take a chance 'Cause in your heart and in your mind
Bones and broken homes (No where to lie down) Bones and broken homes (Just rest my eyes now) Bones and broken homes (I'll be alright, yeah) Bones and broken
hours we can leave our questions there And we'll tear it all down We'll tear it all down So welcome to our winning streak No broken bones or old deceits
Be joyful, my friends! You will now enter the Tunnel of Light. Let brilliance suffuse your souls! Make your choice. Your path is incandescend. [highlander
time for your mind pimpin [Bizzy Bone] All good, all hood, aw baby it's on You don't have to worry about your title, it's vital beyond the bone Believe
Open up your transmission I'm sitting on the outside of evolution No need to feel sad, I got to be glad Got to know the price of the path I chose The
The path of least resistance is catching up with me again today Oh, broken sticks and broken stones Will turn to dust just like our bones again today I am broken
silently in wait My utensils are ready to perform degrading autopsies Through the sinews of dead flesh And within the dried marrow of old bones I have
to come home Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home (Solo) This battered room I've seen before The broken bones
come home Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home Ow yeah This battered room I've seen before The broken bones
poke and niggas ride the sack So I guess that you can say they're both caught in the impact Niggas in my neighborhood ain't about nothin The po' broke
Come into the union district Drive down on sharmon palms White ghettos paint a picture Broken homes and broken bones I was so full of scotch I could not
shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones
homes To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament