're vandals in love The sweat, drips from our chins And the rotten taste on your neck, is tainted, black with lesions And your words, they tear me apart
we're vandals in love The sweat, drips from our chins And the rotten taste on your neck, is tainted, black with lesions And your words, they tear me
You really wanna test my name? And test my game? Until you have me, test my aim? Y'all niggaz nuts, like testricles Hit you up in your apartment buildin
leave scars of no evidence Dense minds outlined in chalk, the refined walk Can rise again like cocks, a ressurection at box Religious, intervenous, take my name in vain
face See it on my face All reminds me of your name We sought fortune through the rain Every day and every place Everywhere I kissed your face All the sacrifice in vain
vain I shake n shiver when I hear your name girl (name girl name girl) wish we cud run away (run away) Could Touch the stars float away Its was men to be u and me
my CL6 they wanna frisk me And young with this dough I get, they wanna twist me You love Mr. Hi, oh now you wanna kiss me Either dead or me doing a bit
me I think He do but I'm so caught up in my thug deep The feds bug me, followin' me around for three Niggaz couldn't catch me so they hit me with conspiracy
left of me, to kill it, insanity! Wake up live your life. Do not waste it in my name. Male: No! Why? Your body comforts me. Please understand. It is
left of me, to kill it, insanity! Wake up live your life. Do not waste it in my name. (Male) No! Why? Your body comforts me. Please understand. It
feel em in your vain Like ramello's pops from sugarhill J be the cause for the kiss at your wake Cartel lips, spittin clips at your face We started
can feel 'em in your vain Like Ramello's pops from Sugarhill J be the 'cause for the kiss at your wake Cartel lips, spittin' clips at your face, we
robs me of life If I must die, let me find Socorro Let me hold on to her hand for the few moments left Blindly I search and it isn't in vain I touch
really wanna test my name? And test my game? Until you have me, test my aim? Y'all niggaz nuts, like testricles Hit you up in your apartment buildin
left of me, to kill it, insanity! Wake up live your life. Do not waste it in my name. [Male] No! Why? Your body comforts me. Please understand. It is
can feel em in your vain Like Ramello's pops from Sugarhill J be the cause for the kiss at your wake Cartel lips, spittin clips at your face We started
