Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air I dropped my anchor in the dead of night I packed my suitcase and threw it away I fell asleep in the funeral fire I gave my clothes to the police man Shooting venom at the passers-by I'm

Deep Silent Complete Black velvet sea In your creation heaven did decree That in your arms sweet death should dwell The sirens are calling for me Saved my soul thinking "This song's a lie" Sand on the shore is so dry Brave day sinking in endless night

It may not mean nothing to y'all, But understand nothing was done for me, So I don't plan on stopping at all, I want this s*** forever mayne, ever mayne, ever mayne, I'm shutting s*** down at the mall, And telling every girl she the one for me, And I

I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worry about those condoms, and way too numb, yeah It's way too drum, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the heimlich Throw that to

Put you're lighters up if you want to Pull you're motherfucking dodger caps over you're motherfucking eyes Till you can't see shit I want you to go blind nigga So you can feel how I felt when I was in that motherfucking coma Raised in the city of angels

Girl you know I like when you climb on top Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to Ecstasy with out takin Ecstasy I smell pussy! Is that you Irv? I smell pussy! Is that you Ja? I smell pussy!

That was then This is now Take some time to come around All I want to do Is try again Show you how I know that it's all about Givin' attention to you I was a fool for way too long

Sittin' on a stool, sittin' on the fence Sittin' on a stool, sitting' on the fence Tryin' to play it cool, tryin' to talk some sense Do I let her go or do I make her mine While there's still a chance Into this crazy heart, lookin' for a sign She's gotta

For street niggas livin with they lives on the line For young guns comin' up during these times For police that find drugs let niggas slide For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike For

Don't speak Now you're gone There's a lot that you don't notice When you read between the lines The future's out of focus, When you're blinded by the light. It's a hope for all the hopeless In the worst of trying times