Take her place See her face Let it slide Watch her die... To run through fields To find, and I will Hold, then lead, then lie

Please don't cry, cry You're a cutie, you're beautiful Baby, beauty doesn't cry You been filled with tension, I been watchin' What I'm saying is you got it I don't know why you let them tear drops run out of your socket Lemme tell you why, why Beauty

Connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks (that white perico) Running to a pussy and collect his watch Chasers, chasers, chasers, chasers, gang! When we catch him, headshot, disconnect his top Yeah, gang! Ayy, brand new Glock .40

The race is almost run The days of Pearly Spencer A tenement, a dirty street Walked and worn by shoe less feet Inside it's long and so complete Watched by shivering sun Old eyes in a small child's face Watching as the shadows race Trough walls and cracks

Call my name, here I come It pains me Please, just leave it Ninety to nothing, watch me run I am ashamed to say Ugly girls know their fate Anybody can get laid You want a room with a fire escape I want to tell you how much I hate this

Putting on my music while I'm watching the boys I like you a lot So I do what you want Singing soft grunge just to soak up the noise Blue ribbons on ice Playing their guitars, only one of my toys 'Cause I like you a lot No holds barred, I've been sent to

Shoot us a spot, run from the cops, fuck on a thot Go rob the spot, go buy a watch Young nigga shit, we all we got (4 Hunnid) Buy a drop, whip it then rock, stash the dope White in my sock, I hope my ex get hit by a car Fuck that bish, yeah I'ma burn

But I'm fleeing with you and I'm glowing (Ooh) And we don't own now with all we got I will follow you and we'll both go missin' (Yeah) No I, And we don't even know where were going I still watch as she's runnin' away So she was born to live this way We

I ain't gonna get dressed up, just to be your clown Ain't gonna paint this pretty face, like you paint the town I ain't wastin' good mascara, just to watch it runnin' down I could spend an hour on my makeup and my hair Shoes to tall, dress to small, and

I won't ever be your cornerstone. Watch her run, can you feel it? I don't want to be here holding on. A single book of matches gonna burn what's standing in the way. Roaring down the mountain, they're calling on the fire brigade. Carry out the pictures