Flesh starts to rip Gouging through skin From the throat Blood gushes Glandular eruption Blistered skin secretion Wounds too deep to heal Lungs fill with blood As vocal chords collapse

I want you I need you I gotta be near you I spent my money as I took my turn There once was a woman A strange kind of woman The kind that gets written down in history Her name was Nancy Her face was nothing fancy She left a trail of happiness and misery

You been scarred too deep, I can tell I can tell, yeah I can tell Baby what's the hold up I tried to hold it down I ain't worried 'bout you bitch, ayy On foe 'nem Uno said on bro 'nem Love scars, love scars, love scars

Move too close, get caught up I'm in love with bad luck 'Cause I'm in love with bad luck So if you're gonna love me You gotta love deeper than that Now, if you're gonna leave me I'd hate for you to leave me a chance I'm in love with bad luck (I'm in love)

Might just take your life You can't hold me Might just take your life Got more than I asked for I have told you Got more than I need I got more than I asked for There ain't nothin' I need I took all till I had more

Silent woman in the night, you came Took my seed from my shaking frame Same old fire, another flame And the wheel rolls on Silent woman through the flames, you come From the deep behind the sun Seems my nightmares, have just begun Left me barely holding

When we ride on our enemies Fugees! Fugees and Mobb Deep tryin to diss now too huh? Hahaha! Well I ain't prejudiced, I don't give a fuck This is what it sounds like - when we ride on our enemies BEYOTCH! When we ride on our enemies HEYYYY! Got some

You gotta work We gon' find a way Somebody's gotta do it I know the road is deep I know the journey's long So, I've got to carry on And when I'm in too deep I need you to help me to be strong It ain't gonna happen on its own

Oh, the trouble with love Everybody knows it's the best kind, too It'll get you in deep, yeah, it always does Oh, but the trouble's gonna find you Oh, but I got no trouble with love Oh, and that's the trouble with love The trouble with time is that you

Come away come away now You won't stand from a fall Hear me say it 'Cause your too close to me to come You say you're a minute from the deep end You cut cold the courtesy it's sink or swim now and your body's aching for a breath I'll give it to you With