The death of a king Alluring lassos slide on so smooth Tissue made of razors dragging across you The flushing of eyes couldn't cleanse your abrasions
Sky cities scrape The lining of heaven Beneath this vast region Manifest destination, destination Leaves us fast erasing Days pass Time flies You don
Hindered by innocence The timid turn to prey Swallowed in her smile Unaware Turning ears deaf to pain Willing and weak are one in the same Watch as your
From The Stairs, Through The Door, With The Wind A Sudden Atmosphere Woke Her Up And Made Her Realize A Dream It Wasn't, No That Was A Call From A Floor
If you read in the paper that I went away Would it make any difference to you? If I packed my things and left town today Would it make any difference
Sorry for wasting your time Five long months on the telephone line Hours of asking if you were fine And saying I was fine, too Sorry, but I've got to
Here's the latest from the king of badness I got the shit that makes niggaz wanna flip G'd up all better wit beanies Sweatin' all the bitches to blow
What the fuck is up? In the place to be Cummin on the mic is EZ mutha fuckin E Dre is on the beat Yella's on the cut So listen up close while I rip shit
A typichal street Corner ass nigga once a nigga always a nigga now a public figure, but i still serve a muthafucka if i have too cause i slanging them
1, 2, 3, and to the 4 Eazy muthafuckin' E With the chrome to your dome Cruisin' in my '64 rag top I got a lot of juice A lot of fuckin' block Now when
Chorus: X2 The saga continues right before your eyes The saga continues cause its do or die The saga continues right before your eyes You know why? (why
Boy selling papers Caught a glimpse behind the scenes Saw they had more Than he had ever dreamed Their suits were tailormade Their boots were shining
I remember, I recall Like it was yesterday As I drag the ball and chain Lifetime has gone, no parole There's no getaway Time be done, my dying day Doesn
The grin was not a smile, the wolf was not your friend The grip is not of love nor hate It's got you on your knees, it's whispering in your head It'll
The wind's blowing ashes The sky's filled with dust Too scared to run But God knows we must Missed our last ride to a safe haven Caught in a landslide
Do you like what you see? Do you like what you see? I was taking off, I was leaving ground I was rocketing the blue skies With my engines roaring It
Among the masses raging on a balcony He talks about a paradise not meant for all His voice is spreading poison That target generation who never get old
Like fallen leaves, victims of time Memories of old times, wind blows, they fly Forgotten promises, someone else's dreams It wasn't you, it wasn't me,