I don't know how
to live without you
You cut me,
I go away
You kill me,
I turn around
I don't know what you are doing to the sky
I want you to knock on my door You cut me,
I go away
All the songs are missing from two singers
The singers say, it's a bad song
The rappers are in Eminem's phase
They say,
we should get rid of the old fashioned rap
Not in a pair, I'm in a ring
Left and right, strike, pen, say King
For example, I bought a Bugatti full option
You're a chic body, but your genes are in a cap
My back is full of you
Like a pack of cats and mice
In a speed check, they're fighting
They give you a gun and then they get angry
One side is getting scared, the guy goes
And the rest of the attacks are followed
Come to the river,
I want to be your sign Take my heart,
take it to the sky
You cut me,
I go away You kill me, I turn around
I don't know how to live without you You cut me,
I
go away