Fish Smell

Falling

I'm falling. I'm falling from your backhand. with no sound. . Not wasted. not using all the weapons. that we hide. . But I'm falling, falling. a navel string is breaking.

First Regression: To Mountain Village/wagon Chase

Fumetsu No Inferno

Flexin'

Faddah

Flames

Fuck Me Love You

First Meeting Still Sounding

Fuck Up Da Scene

Frustrated

They put up doors, before I was knocking. Now we rollin back in the car they shot Pac in. I wanna die and live fast like Johnny Rotten. Crib invasion, my boys stop talking.

For Everthing

For all you've done for me. I've come to give you praise. I'll give you the glory. You've been so good to me. I'll praise your holy name. You mean so much to me.