... my own destiny? I?m floating towards the sun. The sun of nothing. Floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing. I have become the sun of nothing. Nothing
and continue the lesson No inconvenience at all, I insist on leaving an impression So relax and ride out Relax, okay and ride out Just relax and ride out Players, relax and
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan I said let me rock you that's all i wanna do Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka
the sun It's rising in the air, I can't see And I will find you there, somewhere in the dark Buried in a place between dead and broken hearts There'
chest and leave you earless, fearless The only thing between us if you stop my cream Is a glock nineteen and I'ma pop like steam Trying to stop me and
can never be what I wanna be Nothin' but a man Nothin's even inside of me Nothin I can understand If I try, and so I try To get a grip, a hold, a handle
and I'll throw it at you And I'll be damned if I ever climb another tree From here on, the squirrels and birds can come to me From sun to sun and from
down, put cha bong down, put cha blunt down And listen up now! (Richter) You know southern california be the home of the highest Between the Hill and Kottonmouth we smokin' nothin
morphine drip Pain was a-hunting me down but I gave him the slip And I fell in love with the biblical twins And there's thirty-four summers between the
place while the shadows and tears from the dark claimed back their space between the clouds and stars and the rain the rainy days they came back and
the pastor?s lingo wasn?t made for their people/ White-collar congregation makes contributions to his ego/ And it?s evil and it hurts and it tears us all apart/ And
down, put cha bong down, put cha blunt down And listen up now! (Richter) You know southern california be the home of the highest Between the Hill and Kottonmouth we smokin? nothin
the sun It?s rising in the air, I can?t see And I will find you there, somewhere in the dark Buried in a place between dead and broken hearts There?
severed head I swear Addiction loves the company of repulse A beating heart will stop at nothing To bury these words that curse me I will bury these