(Verse One). Laid up with this skinny chick, Balley's with the Henny mix. My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since. 96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts.
If you know. Please don't make another sound. Time is being cruel. And thieves and lovers drown. Vanity and fear. Make me talk this way. Vanity and fear.