Can't you hear me. Calling out for help. My days are coming to an end. A constant disguise. Each step takes a new direction. Escapes theperception of my eyes. No exception cut your lies. Waking up
. Murder theperception, make em get it right. If I'm flirting with affection, I'm * her that night. I'm a southern delight, louisiana pride. The belly of the beast, it ate me alive. Tell them
and be gone. If I said, you ought to give her some of your water. Your eyes would light up like the dawn Theperception that divides you from her. Is a lie. For some reason you never asked why
attempt to adjust the volume. We can shape your perception to anything our imagination can conceive. We control the sound. There is nothing wrong with your sound system. Do not attempt to adjust the volume
. Cause this life is warfare, warfare Deep on the front lines, and blacks is all there. Black like theperception of who, on welfare. Black like faces at the bottom of the well. I've been there before
, talk to me. The house or the 'telly suite, I need to know. Theperception on my celly's weak, batteries low. . Chorus. . If tonight's the, night then let me know. (Az) Hello? Yo. Hit me up as
