tell me anything tell me everything you never could so what can we hope for? you're bleeding everywhere so tell me everything, everything you never thought you would it's your last
let us in That's right, ladies and gents Coke money turned rap money, give it a rinse Next come the spin cycle The rims on that Benz get more spin
a friend of her ex man too, listen Ain't no love in here, it's just one big cycle here Ain't no friendship here, it's just one big cycle here Round,
horns) So I die with the (horns) If you fuck with the (horns) Then you get the (horns) So if you want the (horns) Then I'll give you the (horns) (Repeat) [Verse 2: ~Prozak~] Schizophrenic thoughts spin
happened before ? Who knows, who lies Who knows that I am still alive ? Two to sin, and one to die This is where the problem lies The cycle of the hands
boy is platinum It all happens so fast They all imagine I crash But I did straight threw I'm bad Like Michael was see what the cycle does 360- Spin around
Son of a Bitch Son of a Bitch When in done Did it again This is the last time This happens way too much I did it because I got caught in a cycle A revolving
fantasy I'm dealin with reality Mentality that's wilder than the average cat I snatch a cream and sell a nigga's candlewax I hit the tracks, I hold cycle
sea Watching the tide as it rolls into me The ebb and flow just like my life Contiual ups and downs It's all part of the cycle And the cycle must be
die with the (horns) If you fuck with the (horns) Then you get the (horns) So if you want the (horns) Then I'll give you the (horns) [Repeat] [Verse 2: Prozak] Schizophrenic thoughts spin
[Sample:] "Cycles of time; it is ubiquitous it goes all over the place It's ancient, it's one of the most ancient symbols there are And this is an interpretation
now has a cost? Chorus As it spins around The earth and ground But you can?t get out Of the Balance A new born, It?s last days Your one hate, you
veins. (it starts and stops and starts and stops again) We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time (to take time to break the cycle) Staring
yes ina me dream Lord forgive me for all of my sins I'm trying to live a righteos life The world spins round in cycles Guns and rifles I think the world
that inspires a guy to rewind king of survival, the title is mine I write for ya spine and stifle ya mind with a cycle of triflin' rhymes It ain't a gangsta
fantasy I'm dealin with reality Mentality that's wilder than the average cat I snatch a CREAM and sell a nigga's candlewax I hit the tracks, I hold cycle