1. This day is telling me something that I can't understand These lips are saying something but no one comes to help This mind is full of dreams, and
A corner filled with darkness, bloody moon Passing by the window, blurry shapes A damp place, cold blankets, dust on the shelves Reminds me of the day
't much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee. And that very night while we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow, and the dogs were
, asses, hand claps I will never disappear Forever, I'll be here Whispering Morning, keep the streets empty for me I learned to not eat the snow My fur is hot
I swear they don?t know, how hot the fire is burning, revenge is best served cold my heart is frozen, preserved it, I'm standing ten feet of snow, Patiently
Everyone asleep except me and the dope fiends 5 a.m. sittin on the corner The day's gettin warmer, but my heart's gettin colder Sold my last bolder, let the storm
o'er moor and heather, wood and vale, deep fen and lake, Grim mountains crowned with snows, great rings of stones, black 'neath the stars, The storms
rain so getchu an umbrella We also make it snow we cocaine gram sellers Ballin' gettin' high throwin' dolla's from the sky Big refer cloud got in storming
wasn't much fun but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee And that very night as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow And the dogs were
is when thugs be bumpin' my shit Niggas with heat, niggas that's deep (I love, I love) Niggas that regulate the streets (Sho' nuff) Mic blessin, Smith and Wessun caressin' With the Desert Storm
, cold feet Darn snow, darn sleet It takes good friction To make good heat North Pole man Come out of the storm North Pole man Gotta get you warm Hot
getchu an umbrella We also make it snow we cocaine gram sellers (That Yayo) Ballin gettin high throwin dolla's from the sky (balllllin) Big reffer cloud got in storming
knew? Volcanoes! The frogs, the frogs got it first And the birds all knew it too The worst was the worse smell on earth Silver and snow Silver and snow
Talk about the weapon that ya brandishin'? I've heard it all before, like Sunshine Anderson Me without beef, is like a pervert with no porn I icegrill like barbecues in a snow storm My rappin' is hot
forever, i'll be here whispering morning keep the streets empty for me morning keep the streets empty for me i learned to not eat the snow my fur is hot
sorrowful... Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Others ride longer in the storm, maybe until seven years of vanity be expired And then, preadventure, the sun shines hot
love) Niggas with heat, (I love) niggas that's deep Niggas that regulate the streets (sho' nuff) Mic blessin, Smith and Wessun caressin (First Family) With the Desert Storm
