the pain is great Piteous heart sore diseased Woeful pain please be eased Never again a heavenly bliss As midsummers flowers you longed to kiss Your pain is mine
Where the pain is great Piteous heart sore diseased Woeful pain please be eased Never again a heavenly bliss As midsummers flowers you longed to kiss Your pain is mine
breaking you in This is heaven and no longer do you have to sin And may God bless your mom and your two children Your wife, your family and all your
Shoots your fuckin' heart out your chest You see I'm quick to let the hammer go click On my Tec-9 so if you try to reck mine Fool it's your bad time
come over when your body won't let ya go) Am I asleep or not, I don't know, My body is rotting and I feel pain Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell
to get away You won't even know a wicked clown has hit the door Until your melon hit the floor and roll away How can I stop myself from murdering your
GET AWAY, YOU WONT EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY How can i stop myself from murdering your
at your request Lean back you and your crew Fat Joe TS Yeah it's young funeral Hard black on me So act like summers over and fall back homie Winning is
I don't give no fuck, the world is mine You stepping over gages grenades and land mines so hand mine If you was around nigga you probably ban mine Off
you took away your sunshine No more reminiscing on the fun times balling And coming at bitches with blunt lines But this nigga ain't going to want mine for the pain
'll scared Not me Not I Call me young Popeye Tell Bruno I'm a nuno I'll bring rail to your funeral Damn I mean funer-al funeral You say tomato I say
mama This one's for you girl that's right [Chorus] Until I die, until I'm gone, until I can't see light no more. [Gemini] I'll be your queen, your
s more than a little difference between yours and mines existence This is my ride; and your not commadering it The only thing advanced about your music Is
, niggaz wasted and painted And seen on the mural (That's Harlem) In this apple of mine is rhyme, clap up your shines Pop shots that will crack up your
Come forth, the goddess of sodomy. My body is the source of pain, bow. Worship me.......And suck my soul. Every single hole in you is mine, so now. Obey
is all that's mine Burn your lover Burn your shrine Fill my cup and bide my time I'm the silent cyclone the silent medicine This killin' is fillin' my
around, I hold it down like a fort In the midst of war, I find peace within Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get in The mind is a terrible thing
dig the little pig Anyway I didn't have it In fact now the little fagot is crawling with maggots Try to bother the neighborhood godfather And I'll burn your
