Thursday, February 3, 2011

Turn me up

I knw its gona kill bt i cnt let go
Th taste so appealn got a grip in ma soul
Only fools tak th path im in
n neva 2 b cn again
Sippin on seduction grain
while eatn secreat sin
Evil luks so lovely coverd on lace of her lies
Her fabrical fabrications fueln ma fascination
While im intoxicated she stats her assasination
She tuk ma breath away
replaced it wit poison
Nw im swpt away
.
Our sin conceived a baby mmm death
i knw i shud b past ths wrath
Bt i cnt c clearly
.
Impressed by em ladies
>whom drive e mercedez
>whom drive em crazy
Impressed by thm fellas
>who make em jealous
>who make em stellas

IM SO IMPRESSED
`by king whom on the throne
`left his heavenly home
`neva did any wrong
crucified on a tree how it made a stage 4 ressurrection 4rm th grave
culd hold him

Oh LORD BREATH ON ME
ILL DO ANY THNG 2 FEEL U R BREATH

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