Inside this crowded room you call me a friend You speak your words I?ve heard a million time On the stage you act. You play the role they told you
cooler Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I done told these fuck niggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck
things'll never be the same Because money changes everything [ ROUND 1: Donald D ] Once again comin at you hyper Donald D the Syndicate Sniper Boston Strangler, Charles Manson No matter what killer
Wayne, these niggas out they mind I done told these fuck niggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind Tuck these, I fuck these on
've gotta come together, it's time for you and I So much talking, so much locked up inside We should be listening, why do we build these walls so high
me do in the time, These 6x9, is about to make me lose my mind, Trapped in these closed walls, ain't have no conversation with my family on the outside
outside the door waitin' in line Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform The fire marshalls know, the venue's too small People are wall to
the deal go through If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do Please make your killings clean, slugs up in between They eyes, like 'True Lies', kill
if I was a Serial Killer and though I aint but if I was I'd do my walls all blood red with blood paint This is if I was a Serial Killer and though I aint
take niggas hearts And turn killers into girl scouts works of art Picasso from the Hydro roller slash hustler CEO slash retired soldier Kill or be killed behind the wall
fucking control My mom is gonna kill me when she gets home Are you serious? What the fuck? Someone threw a brick into my TV It wasn't us, we were all outside
these iron bars Never robbed nor killed, never done no one harm You put me in shackles, you place I in chains Said I'll never see the outside again Oh
Scenes from home in the Quiet Room How long have I been gone Did winter kill the lawn And all those polaroids you sent Are on the wall in the Quiet
You wore out your welcome, like you wore me, to the bone. Outside the mood is absent and silence provides no solace. I offer no shelter from the dead
kissed your Head, killed 12 dead baby I am an addict burning winter, a closed-door annihilator Motherfucker burned who was married in your bone garden It's feeling hot outside
first bite, yeah, I am Ghost Say goodnight to you, my darling, my darling. Few words can kill me, they inspire in your hands The sun outside these glass-shaped walls
you. My darling, my darling Few words can kill, they inspire in your hands!! The sun... outside, look at these glass shaped walls, will burn... the flesh, of all these
, yeah, I am Ghost, say goodnight to you, my darling, my darling. Few words can kill me, they inspire in your hands! The sun outside these glass-shaped walls
