There's nothing that you could say to me To keep from walking away, so let's go Maybe it hasn't registered yet, to you that we're through But, we're
it Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it Shame on your label, for
then sip it Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it Shame on your label
crawl through this We separate your soul and body Wrap your mouth with duct tape nigga We ain't gon' hope you figa Where they gonna catch your hidden
where we're going I swear I'll keep my eyes wide shut I hear the sound of the waves and the wind roars I know this place all too well This is where I have buried
