Light in the inn What are they thinking? Patterns falling Down the sky And the fire And the kiss Of the cunt tree night Your tender strong freaky love Strangers and mountains And blurred
the propositions then you're gone It's either money or love that's in your catch Seldom those two ever match And then lines will all be blurred before
be the T-Rex Still that Gucci dressin', still that coochie pressin' My pimp game smooth be-gets 'em I don't use discretion, cop tends to be stressin'
This is ludicrous speed, what's here and now And intended to be clear to the senses passes as a blur Obsession, desire, desire, obsession, I know the
propositions then you're gone It's either money or love that's in your catch Seldom those two ever match And then lines will all be blurred before too
to where I might have been Get on my knees just to praise Him again and again Thank you for loving me, it's undeserved It doesn't make sense, I mean the picture is blurred
down We goin' underground no time to reconcile it's super hero style Unbelievable, unbeatable some people call me evil Though I will not be constricted by the thoughts Of another then tend
I stole a glance at my reflection Though these days I tend to hurry by How pale the rose of my complexion How strange the knowing look that's in my eye
the temple where the tender flesh Joins one's only mind Fighting with a desperate last breath His life endures punishment a second time His vision is blurred
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH Down to, "Aight I think it's safe to take off the cuffs" I play wit words, blurs and slurs, flip styles Take his and hers, niggaz is
Gotta go quick ending absurd Who says the vision is nearly blurred Fingers fingers fingers fingers It's the end this time I know Blow breeze, the air
You're out of luck If love sneaks in on you. The player has been nicely played The mocker's now the mocked- That's what tends to happen when You leave
complex Soul Position in, sole possession of Poll position, hold your breath and listen While I resurrect these twenty-six letters A lesson to beginners that tend
gasp - when I no longer breathe for you? where is the truth in my existence - when I have been cut off from your tender fingertips - all that I've
it had him hypnotized She kissed him goodbye, threw me a smile and a grin My reply cut thin by my hand wiping my chin Walked to the bar as the tender
shape relies upon a kick to the head, but I?m safe oh no, it seems as though a thought just leaked out. I see something, a smoke blurred vision of
care Don't apologize Don't tell me I'm right I know what's not mine Responsibility, is a four letter word around here Where the lines tend to blur But
This is ludicrous speed. What's here and now and intended to be clear to the senses passes as a blur. Obsession: desire, Desire: obsession. I know the