Buck 65 Sounds From The Back Of The Bus
I hide behind the curtain listening to whispers with my fingers cross I got 2 little sisters to think about In the event that ghosts appears I'm told I'm supposed to hear a signal when the coast is clear But I'm alone in this room and it scares me To start, I'm having second thoughts and it tears me apart Hold on to my breath for dear life, feeling confused yet Still enthusiastic about the sound of music Join me please
