really need to stop It takes time To think about you Your voice sounds (tastes) like a lie And inside a wound is bleeding There's no water to wash it clean Another dream lost
? He got his vest on, suited up with army fatigues to find this kid, and make sure I make his ass bleed Now we multiple by six, a pick and mad up the
had a face Long lost pictures come to life once more The sewers of yesterday spreads its breath into this dream The smell og dying colours, and illusions that bleed
stomach she's bleed Out of this situation a girl was conceived Separated from her, left to mother the Revolution And lactated to attack hate Cause federal and state
is easy to dismiss those who seek peace as dreamers, But isn't our whole culture built on past dreams? It is essential that our dreams become a reality
facts round to false statements state what you meant the meaning gets lost under management i've grown disinterested in numbers the passing cars of four
Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost
learn from your mistakes So now you wear this ass whoopin wit pride What side you on? It wasn't no I in team Only in your dreams Saturated with schemes
Tsh, whatever yo) I hear you I hear you {DMX} Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem Pinch myself to wake up, cause I KNOW it's a dream
My soul simply wont bleed coal blackened walls surround my scene hardened, callous ive been stung by bees forfeited courage keeps me in need and i
Tsh, whatever yo) I hear you I hear you [DMX] Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem Pinch myself to wake up, cause I KNOW it's a dream
and losing sleep adds so much time the days can drag my bleeding mind into a state of jagged shock that twists and winds but never stops and dreams are
't no rookie but your pussies got me so convinced One mic's all I need and you can close the show Let my pen bleed and dream and that's all she wrote
peers They ask me, Why so often i cry here I can't beat the coffin, I do not wanna die here [Verse 2:] And i let the tip of my pen bleed, For the children
design but too, minute to dilute, the scientist mind You can't party your life away Drink your life away Smoke your life away Fuck your life away Dream
all fifty states, kiss the prettiest girl and put her hands on my waist Laugh so hard that my stomach bleeds, cut open my sleep and live what it means to dream (dream
coldness grips my heart Trapped within a world, a world apart. Desolate am I, a tempest raging silently. Lost a barren adrift at sea. Catatonic state