same stars under the same skies We pass the same time, we all live and die 'Cause friends and family wash thicker than blood And if ya' never felt love than I feel for
for all the wins and the losses Fi Real! No question at all Them ready fi rise the tallest Take to the enemies All for one And one for all this Real
sorrows are my own creation, the same is said for our love All life's sorrows are my own creation, the same is said for our love All life's sorrows are
need for that shit I wanna rock my rhymes and watch the girls strip Bust it! "And this fight is over approximently a minute and a half into round
and say "Oh no, not us, not me". There are those who strive for value and meaning; Who search for reason and purpose; Their efforts are negated by the
grief, to see such suffering, For those who lack the voice to speak For those of us left stuttering May this not prevail, Dear Lord, your love will never fail And
to uncover He'd already left with the other So I learned to listen through silence Leave unsaid, unspoken Eyes wide shut, unopened You and me always be You and
have truly cared for. While insane with grief and hatred I honoured my lost love with a moment's peace, before I called on my horse to ride away and seek
thought ur love was sweet until it turned sour, You snuck up from the back and stabbed me, I aint even see it coming but I been here bleeding for weeks
you (And I confess, fixation is my fix) Sing a song for the disenchanted Hum a hymn for the misdirected A little love for the sons and daughters shadow
through the rituals and cover our poisonous tracks E a e a e a e a Making good use of weaknesses, horoscopes, rumours and facts Inspired by the needles and pins and
angel Lives forever The love of the innocent Lasts forever A moments passion I hear a desperate cry I weep for the weak I pray for the strong Through Crimson eye And
my love, spread my love, spread my love until I pull a muscle I spread my love, spread my love, spread my love until its see through Spread my love like
My curiosity that failed To save myself for something that I need I don't wanna bleed Or bruise up black and blue Do I deserve these things All for
runnin' in handcuff don't ask me why Hook: Verse 3: Circular game for murderers coke dealers and deez Gotta get my uzi for niggas that got that love for
The pains and the aches Wrong moves and mistakes They disrupt, they corrupt and distract you from your mission And all those who let go and spend their
You and me Always between the lines Between the lines I thought i thought i was ready to bleed That we'd move from the shadows on the wall And stand
