the suicidal tendencies Can lead to the eternal sleep So keep you eyes wide open and alive Grab your snake and ride to the other side If your intention
't never been easy living in the ghetto From the cradle to the grave Life ain't never been easy June 16, 1971, mama gave birth To a hell raisin' heavenly
Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, gray hair maybe 'Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin' I'm just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost
Is it the thought of uncontrollable pain or Suffocating loss of oxygen to your brain Is it the people u have in your heart The ones closest by your side when your
lost its appeal And I'm tired of walking these streets To a room with a cupboard bare Jeane I'm not sure what happiness means But I look in your eyes
slowly A dead end street Behind the walls Outside the rain keeps falling The candlelight resists the storm Dancing pictures on the wall Close your eyes
No father- No holy son No light no need for fear No future- No regret I spit upon my life - your holy gift to me I spit upon your throne - your heaven
ll be lost in its spell Then I know you'll be mine So let's drink to el vino de amor Vino de amor and the taste of your lips Leave a heavenly glow
near Perpetual twilight is here Now the day we all feared is here The time has come to shed your final tears The sun once so brightly shining Has lost
to look upon I could see the light in your smile Your eyes were the windows into your soul Your body was heavenly just like the sky Oh, until all your
an ocean swept away My mind rises 'til the sun goes down A journey of love carry my daydream home Don't close your eyes and look into mine Believe in me, a dream so heavenly
Oohhh you hit me like a high speed freight train Just when I thought all was lost Now intrigue desire racing all through my brain I opened pandora's box
I want you to close your eyes And vision the most beautiful place in the world If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner Come on this journey, the
' the British regime I can't cope my existence is hope for younger teens who lost in their world Earlier this year I buried my queen in a gold casket Your
wanna say rest in peace to Aaliyah, Rest in peace to Left Eye, Rest in peace to Jam Master Jay, And everybody lost in the Twin Towers, And everybody lost
And it makes me so angry I shake my fist And cry out to the heavenly one Why would you play Such a cold hearted trick I thought your job was to love
cost to your repugnant god The last May frost may blight the crops And will never be ascribed to be heavenly dog Or nature, but infernal tasks "By your