too much of not enough You came much closer than they had before (Too much of not enough) You came much closer than they had before (Too much of not enough) You came much
flowed by no boy Your food look just right I'ma eat your porridge Even though I'm full as a motherfucker like no storage I kid you not I spit too hot
everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far That not much Is really sacred
do what we do best I should have known better, baby, I should have called your bluff I guess, I was too off the handle, not sentimental enough Maybe
mark Make everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark Easy to see without looking too far That not much is really
red light I'm back in my hometown, on roads that we rode down Those sights and sounds are just yesterdays now There's deadlines, stress lines, too much
Lack of sentiment liferaft Sit down, the large heart slave will see you now Don't try to play it all down around me You know I see right through enough not
want them back Three wishes are not enough I wish I had one more I'd wish it all back just like before Three wishes I asked too much I wish I'd known
sold 'em but Easy enough to just look at her Whole world on a silver platter Was that, that for me? If I was set as conscience free Well round one but it's not
chew 'em up and spit 'em out too much venom and if you roll wit em we gon' fuck you up wit 'em i got too much momentum movin in my direction to lose
'em chew 'em up and spit 'em out too much venom and if you roll wit em we gon' fuck you up wit 'em i got too much momentum movin in my direction to
alive, to survive It's not enough to listen, it's not enough to see When the hurricane is coming on, it's not enough to flee It's not enough to be in
long Come on I'm on fire, you're all ice once too much is twice as nice Get tough, fools luck one bite and I'm hooked A black cat with a silver tongue
it seems to me that lately, life has been too much work. punctuated by time spent with friends. it's not enough. i'm drinking by myself tonight, and
My generation's for sale, beats a steady job How much have you got? My generation don't trust no one It's hard to blame, not even ourselves The thing
towards the hole, unbuckles his belt, The CHAMPION is defecating in the cup, and the gallery has scene enough! Not a moment too soon the police have
about ya'll I'm still not the nigga to fuck with busta [Unverified] the average nigga don't fuck with me Fool a nigga in size, ain't much none of ya
said that I couldn't wait? But now I'm strong enough to know it's not too late 'Cause a thousand words Call out through the ages They'll fly to