I cured you once, you will live But you can't lead yourself on your own What did you hope to see inside (Everything) What can we fit between the lines
alright, it's alright I ain't looking for it but it's alright Woe, woe, fat chance That I'd been seen together with you Now don't be waiting Woe, woe
Eternity. While I Escape your CKB quickly If there's a cure for this, hell I want it, hell I want it And if there's a cure for this hell I need it
into the gray streets But everything seemed different and completely new to me The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body And each person I encountered, I couldn't wait
I dreamt of a fever One that would cure me of this cold winter set heart Heats melt these frozen tears Burned with reasons as to carry on Into these
easy and let time pass, as devotion dies The list goes on and on I have waited and I will be waiting for the pain to cure the fear To cure the fear
I used to love your company now you always bugging me For information and you tell your friends you plan on dumping me So I'ma wait for your evacuation
girls are true, they're all you really need No one that stands more responsibility If you're afraid 'bout havin' to get too deep Let me, baby, cure your
to procure Makes me pure, there?s no cure, I am sure I never mentioned how I?ve prayed for you Now I?ve paid for you I never said that I would wait for
Helpless, there's no escape She's in my blood, my heart won't wait Hopeless, I'm on my knees There ain't no cure for this disease, oh, oh Well, I didn
planes, If you catch me at the border i got visas in my name, If you come around here, i make 'em all day, I get one down in a second if you wait, Sometimes
rather extraordinary so yo bust this commentary A literary genius and a superior beat creator Have come together and we made a Musical composition which we think is a remedy To cure
guns and big dicks [G. Dep] Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta Yo, I got wild fed to earn, lead to burn Stop sign on ya slot time, dead ya turn Lotta cats gotta wait
eaten I starve and I crawl Saw my teacher Ms. Delana Oak at Wellington Mall I broke into a dozen and jumped in the back And waited for the bitch to
Doc? "sincerly" "Now on your way out, pay my fuckin' secretary" Wow, $300 bucks and i'm cured, it's obsurd All I gotta do is wait for the word Now I aint
open where it must be hurled You know what I'm saying ? So what Mr. Morals, if you think there's a cure It sure won't be helping that raped little
Are these times contagious? I've never been this bored before Is this the prize I've waited for? Now with the hours passing There's nothing left here
the B, the G, it ain't easy being me, so Break down the dank, roll it up with the quickness Pass me a lighter so I can cure my sickness How many hits