you know I can't let go It's a crazy feeling that we can't control This sound of freedom called rock and roll And you know you can't let go It can wreck
there) You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em But you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em 'Cause ain't
across the yellow moon I'll be home by morning if it doesn't come too soon If you seek protection go and find a safer man And if he can't give you what
beginning of the end right now? Let me know Do the saved souls travel the road of the souls lost? How come the dead can't talk? Through horrified eyes I can
of Outlaw] [Fatal]- Yall muthafuccaz don't wanna die stop all that bull shit frontin' and all that talk a real nigga will pick the time, to go what
watched the world float to the dark side of the moon I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon After
this way And Laura's asleep in my bed As I'm leaving she wakes up and says ?I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave Baby don't go away
way" And Laura's asleep in my bed As I'm leaving she wakes up and says "I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave Baby, don't go away,
Our love is dead but without limit Like the surface of the moon Or the land between here and the mountains Well, it is not these hiding places that have
, walk this way" Laura's asleep in my bed As I'm leaving she wakes up and says "I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave Baby, don't go
I ain't wanna have to diss ya Canibis, where the fuck you at? I miss ya! [Chorus] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch Where for art thou Can-i-bitch? Please
the side of the moon you don't see when the moon shine newly [M] You know who else is a Black Star? (Who?) Me [T] You know who else is a Black Star
find yourself under their influence You don?t wanna push me past the edge You don?t wanna cross the line till last you dead Ain't nothing new to me to
and I'm sure the crickets and fireflies Don't try to dispute we shoot straight and rarely miss and go anywhere we wish but MCs comin' up who can barely
Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do Rather it be the streets, then jail
tap When you rock just let the fiber optics Pound so they can knock you down like drop kicks Your head spinnin, your heartbeat's irregular Eardrums ringin, so words don't
' on? What's the deal, pa, where you headed, son? Yo, I'm 'bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit Wit my Uncle Run, boy Word? Ain't he a Reverend
wall Until you fall into a coma 'Cuz I can't get you outta my head I'd cut my head off but then I would be dead And I ain't the only mothafucka that
