sand, meant the last of their old life ("now it's done, all is gone"), so pure, With dignity all was carried on "What's this fighting for?" "Disappearing
my trip I'm gone leave with them stripes Sending dime bags of weed, toting nines til nose bleeds My nerve so bad I had to pop one of those b's I had
little too tight Because she's alone walking with me in this moon-light Tonight she fits in my palm The storm isn't anywhere close to calm Look I've gone
rehearsed) It's your fault I can believe handshakes I've gone far enough, that's why I'm washed up It's over, I mean it It's over, I believe it now I
Now die! [Chorus] [Oriana:] Oh, no Please, no... This has gone too far I have had enough! You have made us bleed All our world a ruin I will not
taste it on her lips What?s she drinking? Who she?s been with? She?s so turned on, how every thing?s gone wrong It's all her fault and you know, she?ll
to bleed alone Something's missing in me I felt it deep within me as lovers left me to bleed alone Something's missing in me Something's missing in me Something's
when they see me I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name We all gone die we bleed through
cow off on the trunk So be prepared for the drama you bitches and punks Yea that's what's up ever ready just like a battery Slicing through cartilage
face when she died Who you bitches you calling regular when you out of my zone? Like a celluar phone that's stuck on roam, now get ya mind blown That
, broken and broos one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through and if he killed
's us Catch me in that GT coupe with the flat screen drooped In the driver's seat souped 'cause it's a Bentley When I pass by, have you stuck, S U's,
to set us free we all we all we'll bleed our voice silence writes this song her choice gone and in control hoping that someday she'll learn to play
In motion she swipes past your face With a blur that bleeds into one Embellish her with beauty and Embellish her with sight and sound The stylish way
to get us both hit That was nate, he hit me last night late while in my hoe's stomach Said it's no hundred, we fbi's most wanted So play the low, change
I gave her my heart, she tasted my soul Now she's gone again" He thinks, "I gave her my heart, she tasted my blood Now she's gone again'" Long days alone
consider that my under spot So don't tell a soul 'cause I don't want it hot The first year she got she was out makin' friends And when she really need
pain is a fog that he inhales Puts down the phone, neck suddenly stale It's just another night with a sad different song Heard from somewhere now she