It's my own requiem The jester's tears, they are inside me Agony's the script for my requiem Returning of the miracles It's my own requiem Is the script
Spooks is on some other script that's why you be lovin' it My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered it Hip hop originals Spook rock we
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's my own requiem The jester's tears They are inside me Agony's the script for my requiem Returning of the miracles It's my own requiem Is the script
Going back to the corner where i first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand
It's my own requiem The jester's tears They are inside me Agony's the script for my requiem Returning of the miracles It's my own requiem Is the script
cannot just freeze me out like that. Please talk to me. Lily: I thought we we're friends, I thought we told each other everything but I guess I was wrong
over that guy, that you just met when you were in the act Far from sober You're all over that guy you just met A black eye written in the script Right
Spooks Is on some other script That's why you be lovin' It My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It Hip hop originals spook rock
My head keeps saying no But my heart keeps giving in So hard to let it go When it's there, under my skin. Well if this is the face of a sinner And if
(feat. B.o.B) [The Script] I don't know why shes with me I only brought her trouble since the day she met me If i was her, by now, i would've left me
sh-t I'm on to the new act, on to my new script B-tches better have they thoughts before approaching I done heard it all, baby, save it for them other
, ugh, come on, come on Time to get wreck and kick the So on and so on The I C E T, O.G.M.C. L.A.P.D., H A T E (Ho) Watch the mic blow I flip scripts
pictures on my budget my main chick clitch , clutch on her stomach see chief posse beat these thug runner stunna may say it other niggas get done this my team get to it, other
Pieces of our past lay broken on the floor Shattered just like glass this love donA?t make through anymore Nothing left to say weA?ve run each other dry
