as I breathe, there ain't nothin' in this world that they can't be Yeah, I done fucked up, slipped and sniffed that coke Started tweakin' and broke into
So hard not to think about it it's every step I take and heaven knows i'm trying but it gets awfully hard when your heart is this broken Visions of ur
had to cope wit' everythang that went wrong I got the Lord in my life not 'cuz religion But the fact was a nigga had dreams an visions Never listened
my but apart from would Man, I love the darkest hood but also the brightest suburb To think I would just despise the folks Because I'm broke and white
seal Wait a minute buddy let me hold a beer Then get behind a rollin' wheel Put em in the 5 cuz they sold me hell Now they can't get me back cuz they broke
good Doctor Oppenheimer winced when he felt The broken piece of his pace-maker Unbuttoned his shirt on a subway platform Clutching his chest while his vision
strong This is the way the sadness drowns you with eternal light You might be lonesome known as losers shades of hell Visions of satisfaction take these broken
summer (Pay) This, one MC, he couldn't deal with the skill Like Jack did Jill, I rolled his ass down the hill Beaten broken and coughin' and chokin'
I'll admit, I was a wild seed when I was a kid Slangin' dope, poppin' Shroomz and droppin' lots of sin Psychedelic visions would ensue my view Feelin'
wanna flip Back ese saypring shining in your eye Soul of an assassin until I die Red light visions in your dome piece Nightmares running through your head won't cease Look at you now broke
the body bagged Breaks all your bad habits, bad blood fanatics Clean up the magic, chrome startin' up static Greed means that you die quick, click the vision
Yes it is hey Busta didn't come here did he? No hey look you got fifteen cent? Nah I got just enough to get on the bus I'm broke We gotta go
she do is hear the pipes Project bitches, upscale kittens Fuck her for a minute then now we countin' digits Maybach money, so I always had a vision
I was a soldier with no regrets Walking on a fence Falling back on my feet again There was a vision decisions made To mold me out of clay Taking away
the bar alone I'm sitting Apart from the laughter and the cheer Scenes from the past rise before me While watchin' the bubbles in my beer A vision of
walk this land of broken dreams I have visions of many things Happiness is just an illusion Filled with sadness and confusion What becomes of the broken
And the screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances, across the porch As the radio plays, Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that
re young `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your