I woke up in a dream today
To the cold of the static/And put my cold feet on the floor
Forgot all about yesterday
Remembering I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore
A little taste of hypocrisy
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake/Slow to react
Even though you're so close to me
You're still so distant/And I can't bring you back
It's true the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you
You now I see/keeping everything inside
With you
You/now I see/even when I close my eyes
I hit you and you hit me back
And we fall to the floor/The rest of the day stands still
Fine line between this and that
But when things go wrong I pretend the past isn't real
Now I'm trapped in this memory
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake/Slow to react
Even though you're close to me
You're still so distant/And I can't bring you back
It's true the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you
You/now I see/keeping everything inside
With you
You/now I see/even when I close my eyes
With you
You/now I see/keeping everything inside
With you
You/now I see/even when I close my eyes
No
No matter how far we’ve come
I cant wait to see tomorrow
No matter how far we’ve come
I
I cant wait to see tomorrow
With you
You now I see keeping everything inside
With you
You now I see even when I close my eyes
With you
You now I see keeping everything inside
With you
You now I see even when I close my eyes[Intro]
Yo FUCK THAT word up man! (Word to mother yo)
Who you runnin wit? (AFFICIAL NAST!)
Fuck that, who you runnin wit? (AFFICIAL NAST!)
[Fredro Starr]
Yo
I'm goin straight for your head to leave you headless
Eyes of redness, I spray rap cats, to burn the lead tips
Point blank range, I take aim, blow your brain out the frame
Eight shots'll touch ya, spit ya physical structure
Motherfucker this is lyrical destruction
Path of disaster face Nast, comin at cha full blast
and capture grabs your last, breath like the asthma
Couldn't care less, you approachin near death
My hollow tips, rip into your vest politic, with the fearless
The devil himself, a rebel in himself
trapped in America, assassinate your character, slaughter ya
Twenty more holes, in your Nautica, FUCK ALL OF YA!
What?! Bringin MC's, YEAH, callin ya
Livin like a nigga with six months to live
On the edge of life, wouldn't think twice, to make a SACRIFICE
Do a heist, ya niggaz ain't true to life, my whole crew is trife!
So bring your wildest nigga reppin for your team
Tear his ass to his spleen, this is Suicide Queens
Where gats bust, cutthroat, cross collateral
Gat'll shatter you, feel the pain, it's unimaginable
Self shit, straight from the hood, the dirty black shit
Rap shit, get your back ripped, plus the gat spit
Load it and cock it bag, on thirty-two tracks
Murder you in raps, let my wild dogs bust the CATS!
Styles leave the best dead, I stay breast-fed
And when I die, be handcuffed, to my deathbed
{*scratched "face down on the pavement" -> LL Cool J*}
[Sticky Fingaz]
Sticky Fingaz sneak up, when you least expect it
I never fuck pussy that's yeast infected
Fuck a brain fry, make me think irrational
If I even think you schemin, YOU KNOW I'M BLASTIN YOU
I'm too raw; what is you - out you gourd?
I cut through any challenger, top notch or amateur
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