Tekst :

You roll your eyes
To say the least
I m all alone and I feel
That you can t be a part of this

And now you run for
These empty lights
These empty waves
To fall away
Such empty lies that you would say
(Remove sprockets from the machine)
(Cross wires touch down)
(Lights out put out the fire)
(It s right now it s a white sound)
(It s a transcendental toothache)
(You ll be feeling for miles)
(Be just like a battery might try, might lie)
(While you re breaking the waves)
(Take a break for a second)
(Words don t write themselves)

Can you take this line
And how you run away from this place
Dry your eyes bleedings insane
(Wine, dine)
(Lye and wait for falling bombs)
(Chloride and salt intake)

And I feel such defeat
Such broken lies in your home
And I feel such pain
From those beautiful brown eyes
And you reach for those words
To wait in line
And I feel such deviance leaving you now
(Might try, might lie recent definitions)
(Two in the back)
(Like a bird in flight)
(Son try to fly a kite)
(Son take him by the hand)
(Push him in the sand)
Can you taste this blood

And how you run away from this place
Dry your eyes bleedings insane
(Wine, dine)
(Lye and wait for falling bombs)
(Chloride and salt intake)

[whispering]

And you wait
For this meaning to leave
And you take
So breathe in love
And make this feeling last
Now dry your eyes
(You might have done it, fund it)

feat. Tre

Tre]
No one to turn to, no one to hold
My body misses your presence, come take full control
Come touch my lips, and let me kiss your fingertips
I wanna feel you inside of me, come and explode
I reminisce, don...

featuring Mia X

[Mac and Mia X talking]
So a check this Would you die for me?
Kinda question is that?
just asking a question Would you die for me?
Yeah nigga

[Mac]
Aight
I got a boss bitch and...

En mi memoria todavía
Están los recuerdos de
Mi vida al crecer
Y tu a un lado
Enseñando a mis pies a
Dar cada paso

No me digas que no me
Recuerdas ya
(Por cuanto tiempo no quisiste escuchar)
No...

My once faultless hero
Afraid of my shadow
I don t know why
I don t know why

The hope of the hopeless
A gun to the temple
Don t make me cry
Don t make me cry

A little...

We low down, we low down....
Yeah (yeah) (yeah), Krayzie Bone up in this mothafucka (up in this mothafucka), up in this
mothafuckin nigga (my mothafuckin
nigga). Souljah Boy, bout to shut you hoes down ( bout to shurt you hoes down). You know what it...