Texty:
Fir

it where it lay These are the days of the fir reunion There's a house on the hill that glows You can smell it in the air These are the days of the fir

Last night I was dreaming, I was locked in a prison cell. When I woke up screaming, I was calling out your name. And the judge and the jury, they all

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When you decided you wanted to leave me I didn't say much Just treated you as you were free So many times I wanted to pull back Intense begging was of

There you go again when you rub up against my skin I have to catch my breath, I began to sweat, oh Lips tracin' down my neck and it's scarin' me to death

My niggas, this Coka It?s Crackology 101, nigga I breed you niggas, my sons The penalty is death and I'm inflictin' the torch And the best of the best

[Ray-J] Oh, Oh, Oh Ray-J Oh, 40 Woo hoo Fingers on the track You got a a G like Damn She already know who I am Girl you know that I can Put you in the

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There?s a dyin? voice within

Fucking bad ass, full of attitude Just another typical day and another fucking bad mood Fuck it all, crush it all I'll be damned if I don't, and I'll