Tekst:
Spoken A World Away

gone far too long to face today alone I try to think of another time When I have felt this way But nothing comes to mind I feel I am a world away There

gone far too long to face today alone I try to think of another time When I have felt this way But nothing comes to mind I feel I am a world away There

a chin Follows next a period spannin' Four long years with James Buchanan Then the South starts shootin' cannon And we've got a civil war A war, a war

Down at the edge, round by the corner, Not right away, not right away. Close to the edge, down by a river, Not right away, not right away. Crossed the

the earth I wanna learn more about you We haven't spoke in quite a while I wanna learn more about me We haven't spoke in quite a while So up this universal

a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "Pu" Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too Yeah, all my niggas nuts and I'm a loose screw Bitch I get big bucks

turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand One after the other, harassin' a thugsta At first they try to bring

lights out and she still shines i hate to see her go but i love to watch her leave but i keep running back and forth like a soccer team cold as a winter day hot as a

you could be provoked (Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a week ago) Funny what, seven days can change A stand up nigga, now you sit down to aim Used to have a