didn?t have a prayer, no way to get there, and nothing to prove to you. We didn?t have a prayer, not a care in this world. We didn?t have a prayer, had
And for everybody who didn't like what I said about that other trick and Mobb Deep, fuck you too nigga! If a nigga didn't want to get talked about he
t you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang Don't you worry
they hears a blurr what am I to do But pray, pray the lord forgive me Pray guys goodbye for what I'm a go through Pray [Beyonce: Talking] Anyway this
will speak to U U give me so much U wait all day for a nod A prayer or a thought A thankful part of my heart To all my moros back home All day workin
to her friend I hope he don't card me You're not invited to my swar-e SORRY I mean soiree (what's that?) PARTY! Didn't ya see, weird signs bitch, where
, don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don
help, my mother made a man of me Didn't blindfold me to the world we was livin' in Taught me how to save my little dividends So when I graduated I'd have a
a while now that he's home His wife and kid have left, he's unemployed He's a reminder of the war that wasn't won He's the guy on the street with the
I need I know, right now I wanna hold you close And all I can do is pray that you'll come home It's probably a safe bet that you ain't comin' back I
I was an outcast, outsider, trouble maker A lost soul, outta control, in danger Didn't have a care in the world, my feelings were numb Never showin' emotion
lookin for fights Lit as a wino, but sick as a psycho I used to hide under the covers with my eyes closed Cryin and hopin tonight that daddy didn't trip
A little girl prayed at the close of the day 'Cause her daddy had gone far away On her little face was a look of despair I stood there and listened, and
-front crib, yo I'm a get her them pretty bay windows I'm a cop a nice home to provide in A safe environment for seeds to reside in A fresh whip for my
, ain't nuttin' changed, you still my nigga Don't hold a grudge, just give me love, I'm on my own I'm kinda sober from a broken home Wondering what's
was a game You can't make it real far, thinkin' life is a game Yet we lost a couple of friends, I almost lost my brother I don't know what would've
Hey young world wanna hear a story? Close your eyes and you could pretend you're me A cut from the cloth of the Kennedy's Frank Sinatra having dinner
