Texty:
Skin Lost

death of me We've shot through all over our causes Days spin through my heart That sever the love Kill all the pain with shame I won't be lost without

death of me We?ve shot through all over our causes Days spin through my heart That sever the love Kill all the pain with shame I won?t be lost without

behind Do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do doo doo In touch with the ground I'm on the hunt, I'm after you Smell like I sound, I'm lost in a

power 21st century schizoid man The system broken, the schools closed, the prisons open We ain't got nothin' to lose, motherfucker, we rollin' Huh? Motherfucker, we rollin' With some light-skinned

man walking with a dirty mouth Spoiled milk, stale bread Welfare, bubonic plague Record deal, light bulb Keep back kid not corporate thug Breast cancer, common cold HIV, lost

love myself, love myself Taught my heart, ooh, to reduce it's given, oh Play it smart, ooh, and make sure that I'm listenin', oh With love lost, ooh

something I know, wont make you happy Ooh, you're thirsting for something I know, wont make you happy Ooh, you did it all again, you broke another skin

coin Then I met some ladies from Marin We took the highway to the one up the coast to catch some sun That left me with these blisters on my skin Don

And I'll proceed to throw this cash All that ass in yo' jeans Can Wale be, can Roscoe scheme Long hair, she don't care when she walk she get stares Brown skin