I'm out of my mind keep doing crazy thing
Not knowing good or bad, right or wrong
I don't realize this world could be so dangerous to me
Yeah
I am blind and deadly trap to fucking world of mess
Destructing my brain and my mind and my body my all and
I I I I
Truly chronic lova...
I'm a...
Truly chronic lova...
I'm a...
Truly chronic lova...
I'm a...
Truly chronic lova...
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs bein' a slut damn basta
Damn basta
Damn basta
Damn basta
Damn basta
Damn basta
Damn basta
Start goin out to the club, do the drugs, bein a slut, damn basta
What kind a world is this, I swore fuck to my motha
I didn't know why my daddy got me an appointment to a psychiatrist-a
I'm not a crazy raza, I'm a truly cronic lova
Ah yeah...
Start goin out to the club, do the drugs, bein a slut, damn basta
What kind a world is this, I swore fuck to my motha
I didn't know why my daddy got me an appointment to a psychiatrist-a
I'm not a crazy raza, I'm a truly cronic lova
I'm a truly chronic lova...
I I I...
I'm a truly chronic lova...
I I I...
I'm a truly chronic lova...
I I I...
I'm a truly chronic lova...
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs
Start goin' out to the club, do the drugs bein' a slut
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It's New
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Where did you go?
Not so fast under my world
You got the fear
But I can take it
Then you fly across the sky
You know I will show that I can try...
So here I flow
I don`t know
Where to go inside my world
It`s new
I just don`t know
So I go
Not too sure
What I did to run it low
Listen to my fucking flow ow
(((Check it)))
Get up, step up, on the track yo!
You gotta show what you got, in a row
I gotta slide on rocks, you do too
So we get rid the fear, and we're going to straight
You go first, watch your back, watch your steppa
You still stuck in this dream, so don`t wake up
Your big worst enemy is a heartbreaka
One blow to the air and see you lata
We say, we can do this thing on our own
I think it could have been betta
But rememba
The only thing we should do in this world is share
You know to share...
You know to share...
And then...
You got all... all... all... all...
So here I flow
I don`t know
Where to go inside my world
It`s new
I just don`t know
So I go
Not too sure
What I did to run it low
Listen to my fucking flow ow
Yo yo yo
This isn`t finish yet yo
I still got one mo chorus fo ya
What kind of song is this?
I don`t fucking care
I don`t fucking godamn care
Let`s kick the last chorus now yo
(((Check it)))
So here I flow
I don`t know
Where to go inside my world
It`s new
I just don`t know
So I go
Not too sure
What I did to run it low
Listen to my fucking flow ow
--turn that - fucking - thing - down--
Not so fast under my world
You got the fear
But I can take it
Then you fly across the sky
You know I will show that I can try...
So here I flow
I don`t know
Where to go inside my world
It`s new
I just don`t know
So I go
Not too sure
What I did to run it low
Listen to my fucking flow ow
(((Check it)))
Get up, step up, on the track yo!
You gotta show what you got, in a row
I gotta slide on rocks, you do too
So we get rid the fear, and we're going to straight
You go first, watch your back, watch your steppa
You still stuck in this dream, so don`t wake up
Your big worst enemy is a heartbreaka
One blow to the air and see you lata
We say, we can do this thing on our own
I think it could have been betta
But rememba
The only thing we should do in this world is share
You know to share...
You know to share...
And then...
You got all... all... all... all...
So here I flow
I don`t know
Where to go inside my world
It`s new
I just don`t know
So I go
Not too sure
What I did to run it low
Listen to my fucking flow ow
Yo yo yo
This isn`t finish yet yo
I still got one mo chorus fo ya
What kind of song is this?
I don`t fucking care
I don`t fucking godamn care
Let`s kick the last chorus now yo
(((Check it)))
So here I flow
I don`t know
Where to go inside my world
It`s new
I just don`t know
So I go
Not too sure
What I did to run it low
Listen to my fucking flow ow
--turn that - fucking - thing - down--
Acoustic Leo Loops Mp3 A - Z
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Addicted
Be Low
Dance
Different Place
My Life Is Over
Shoe Me All Around The World
Sick Of These Lies
Waiting And Counting
Be Low
Dance
Different Place
My Life Is Over
Shoe Me All Around The World
Sick Of These Lies
Waiting And Counting
Be Low
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Please stop hurting, would you cut it down
Would you, please, stop to, playin around
You got the rule and then you got the score
But to pitty
Cuz you can`t see
Your little eyes
Can't analize
Learn for the best, you roll the dice to
Sacrifice been thru, the bad times
To save your life, well you got to
Be low
When you high and then you gotta to be low
To be low
When you high and then you gotta have to be low
Watch it, your back, it comes to ya
Don`t messin around, Why don`t you put all your trouble
Gotta, not recognize all that bunch of lies
This is not a simple world you see
Your little eyes
Can't analize
Learn for the best, you roll the dice to
Sacrifice been thru, the bad times
To save your life, well you have to
Be low
When you high and then you gotta to be low
To be low
When you high and then you gotta have to be low
Your little eyes
Can't analize
Learn for the best, you roll the dice to
Sacrifice been thru, the bad times
To save your life, well you have to
Be low
When you high and then you gotta to be low
To be low
When you high and then you gotta have to be low
Would you, please, stop to, playin around
You got the rule and then you got the score
But to pitty
Cuz you can`t see
Your little eyes
Can't analize
Learn for the best, you roll the dice to
Sacrifice been thru, the bad times
To save your life, well you got to
Be low
When you high and then you gotta to be low
To be low
When you high and then you gotta have to be low
Watch it, your back, it comes to ya
Don`t messin around, Why don`t you put all your trouble
Gotta, not recognize all that bunch of lies
This is not a simple world you see
Your little eyes
Can't analize
Learn for the best, you roll the dice to
Sacrifice been thru, the bad times
To save your life, well you have to
Be low
When you high and then you gotta to be low
To be low
When you high and then you gotta have to be low
Your little eyes
Can't analize
Learn for the best, you roll the dice to
Sacrifice been thru, the bad times
To save your life, well you have to
Be low
When you high and then you gotta to be low
To be low
When you high and then you gotta have to be low
Dust 2 Dust Renew
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**Outside the :house:**
Her footsteps. She went back home with terrible feeling.
---Opened the door - closed the dor---
**Inside the :house:**
She swore :
shit...
---Took a match and weed from her pocket. Lighted it up, sucked weed :leaf:---
---Play her fave :blacknote: :2notes: musicbox :blacknote: :2notes:---
---Didn`t finish the joint :leaf: but took other stuff, put a *white dust* on the table and lines it---
---Koka shots---
---Illusion---
The :devil: inside her mind :speak: :
I felt something wrong in my head
Something spreads in all parts of my body
Just like diseases, or sickness
Not normal
I felt something stabbed in my heart too
In my stomach
In my back
I don't even know what was that?
I have no more tears to cry
I cannot cry
There's no one slap my face
But I feel it everyday
There's no one yell at me and scold me too
But I hear it all the time in my fucking ears
And every time I close my eyes...
I'm shrinking
Dust to dust
And every time I close my eyes
I'm shrinking
Dust to dust
And every time I close my eyes
I'm shrinking
Dust to dust
And every time I close my eyes
I'm shrinking
Dust to dust
---Back to inside the :house:---
---She pick up the :phone: and :phonecall: DSD---
---Phone dial tone---
DSD Operator :
"Devil Service Department, please choose your number between 1 and 4
---tone---
DSD Operator continue :
You choose 3. Your lucky day today is, put the gun to your head, and blow it. Thanks for calling."
---She hung up the :phone:---
She mumbled :
Where's my gun... where is the gun...
---she opened her bag, took the gun with happy laugh, and "BANG" :splat:---
DEAD END
Written July 8 2004
Renew July 12 2004
Her footsteps. She went back home with terrible feeling.
---Opened the door - closed the dor---
**Inside the :house:**
She swore :
shit...
---Took a match and weed from her pocket. Lighted it up, sucked weed :leaf:---
---Play her fave :blacknote: :2notes: musicbox :blacknote: :2notes:---
---Didn`t finish the joint :leaf: but took other stuff, put a *white dust* on the table and lines it---
---Koka shots---
---Illusion---
The :devil: inside her mind :speak: :
I felt something wrong in my head
Something spreads in all parts of my body
Just like diseases, or sickness
Not normal
I felt something stabbed in my heart too
In my stomach
In my back
I don't even know what was that?
I have no more tears to cry
I cannot cry
There's no one slap my face
But I feel it everyday
There's no one yell at me and scold me too
But I hear it all the time in my fucking ears
And every time I close my eyes...
I'm shrinking
Dust to dust
And every time I close my eyes
I'm shrinking
Dust to dust
And every time I close my eyes
I'm shrinking
Dust to dust
And every time I close my eyes
I'm shrinking
Dust to dust
---Back to inside the :house:---
---She pick up the :phone: and :phonecall: DSD---
---Phone dial tone---
DSD Operator :
"Devil Service Department, please choose your number between 1 and 4
---tone---
DSD Operator continue :
You choose 3. Your lucky day today is, put the gun to your head, and blow it. Thanks for calling."
---She hung up the :phone:---
She mumbled :
Where's my gun... where is the gun...
---she opened her bag, took the gun with happy laugh, and "BANG" :splat:---
DEAD END
Written July 8 2004
Renew July 12 2004
Groovy
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So
This is the start
Do you want me move
Or rap on this?
Yo
Sorry
I can`t talk
I just, love to say - slow
Yeah
Okay, talk slowly
Because I`m high
You know
No
Okay
Where are you gonna start?
Where do I begin?
I - still have no idea what should I say
I - can not think anymore
Yeah for it
No show in weekend this night is so fucking
Beautiful
Where do you want me to sit?
You want me to sit next to you
I did?
Maybe you`ll comfortable thoo
Yeah
Yeah me too
I like that
So
I really have a think about all the groove, it all...
It makes my head movin
About the drums
I love the drums
What about the bass?
Yeah
Groovy
Yeah
Like that
Uh-huh
Groovy
If you want to move
Get down on the stage
There`s a place where you can flow
If you want to move
Get down on the stage
And there`s a place where you can flow
Here we go
Not around
Whatchu do just movin
There you go
Not around
Whatchu do is just movin
This is the start
Do you want me move
Or rap on this?
Yo
Sorry
I can`t talk
I just, love to say - slow
Yeah
Okay, talk slowly
Because I`m high
You know
No
Okay
Where are you gonna start?
Where do I begin?
I - still have no idea what should I say
I - can not think anymore
Yeah for it
No show in weekend this night is so fucking
Beautiful
Where do you want me to sit?
You want me to sit next to you
I did?
Maybe you`ll comfortable thoo
Yeah
Yeah me too
I like that
So
I really have a think about all the groove, it all...
It makes my head movin
About the drums
I love the drums
What about the bass?
Yeah
Groovy
Yeah
Like that
Uh-huh
Groovy
If you want to move
Get down on the stage
There`s a place where you can flow
If you want to move
Get down on the stage
And there`s a place where you can flow
Here we go
Not around
Whatchu do just movin
There you go
Not around
Whatchu do is just movin
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