My love (so don't give away) Ain't another woman that could take your spot Because, I can see us holding hands Walking on the beach our toes in the sand I can see us on the country side Sitting in the grass laying side by side You can be my baby Let me

The end of an era is here Into the motherland the German army march Comrades stand side by side to stop the Nazi charge Panzers on Russian soil a thunder in the east One million men at war Soviet wrath unleashed! The end of the third Reich draws near Its

I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain) Hey DeVante Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room On the same level This shit here

Gonna hitch a ride Head for the other side Leave it all behind Never change my mind Gonna sail away Sun lights another day Freedom on my mind Carry me away for the last time Day is night in New York City

Ah, but that green grass on the other side Is just an illusion We all have our own confusion Looking out at the people looking in Feeling good must be some kind of sin Looking in at the people looking out Feeling guilty, scared to move about Looking up

(Goin' under) Tryna keep myself from goin' under I've been listening Young Thugger When it's good, it's good, but the question is Are you down to fuck with the other side? (No cab, no ride, yeah) Lately I been bumpin' trap music Don't wanna listen if I

No one is alone People make mistakes Just remember Mother cannot guide you Now you're on your own Only me beside you

Some broken bridges in my time Praying for forgiveness Standing on the other side There are bridges on life?s highway But we never see them there Some cross troubled waters And some don't go nowhere Some you wouldn't step on If you're trying to save your

I'm troublesome We troublesome Troublesome nigga Troublesome 19-motherfuckin' 96 (Westside!) Let it be known nigga Boss of all bosses, Makaveli Menacin' methods label me a lethal weapon Makin' niggas die witnessin' breathless imperfections Can you

You don't know the chances. What if I should die?! A place inside my brain, another kind of pain You don't know the chances. I'm so blind! Are you ready?! There's a place inside my mind, a place I like to hide Another place I find to escape the pain