Where was I? When he was feeling on you with his hands? Seen the vivid pictures in my head I'm under the assumption love is dead Dead inside Spend a lot of time stuck in this head of mine Under the assumption love is dead, already Just let me be here

My main bitch, her name is Keisha Pull out my dick and she swallow I'm from the beast of the Belly Got all this bread like a deli Really ain't shit you can tell me My side bitch, her name is Kianna Hanging with killers and robbers My side bitch, her name

When you knocked upon my door Down by the highway side Early this morning Early this morning, ooh And I said "hello Satan I believe it's time to go" Me and the Devil Was walkin' side-by-side Me and the Devil, ooh

No angel of mercy Is gonna hear my call (oh no) To dry the tears that shall not fall I woke alone today For all the birds have flown Inside this empty house Which no longer feels like home Admidst life's killing fields of war This door of memories

My collection of nightmares, thoughts, and real life situations I've lived 17 is the number tattooed on the right side of my head My own personal number Soon to be explained in future interviews or instances By listening to this album, you are literally

When you knocked upon my door Down by the highway side Early this morning Early this morning, ooh And I said "hello Satan I believe it's time to go" Me and the Devil Was walkin' side-by-side Me and the Devil, ooh

Youngbloods young hearts alike Let the fires burn inside your eyes We won't give up these memories We won't go near those cemeteries Youngbloods run free forever Forget the death that's ever nearer This life is for the keeping Youngbloods, youngbloods,

Highway of emptiness outside the burning world, Rise again this quest for our salvation, Running faster, the savage laughter, the daylight fades away, Nothing left but the life we left behind, Ever searching the hidden faces, the inside, Broken by down

She shake it, it feel real The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill Damn, this shit stay chill My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill They can't wait until we turn this bitch upside down My homies the real deal, we smokin' that

But now it's back again See the pain in my eyes See the scars deep inside My God, I'm down in this With the laughter I smile With the tears that I cry Keep going down this road Called life