In my youth you held my hand in later days im holding yours if i had half the strength you had i could take the pain away im not like you but
she remain in the same spot? The gunshots rang, they came from the cane spot Now look here I see her clutching her son In her arms she hurt Her heart
the old east enders 'you aint no gangster son' you know i fought two wars for your skinny behinds you kind dont deserve pro life 'till a distant war drums heavy
house nigga Guard your jewels and avoid large tools Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool Keep your distance from idiots, cause the
not Don't be afraid cause I'm something you're not [VERSE 1: Kev Nish] Time to face off, B-B-Break you off From your head to your shoulders you can't
word life, connects discovered most niggaz get hard, from fucking with them pipes and hustlers Kilos is one thousand grams You know your ammo better be heavy
: [Intro: Killah Priest] Yeah... yeah, Priesthood Uh, Get Large Productions Revisited, son, yo, self destruction It go [Chorus x2: Killah Priest] Look
... When your smile is gone (He cares) [Kirk:] Yea, but I feel so alone (He's there and...) [Jakes:] Although, your heart is heavy, God said: (every
dirt on your sand castle Check the flavor all natural (Beat your feet) Hot Niks son (Heat-mizer) Before you get the main course (Taste a appetizer) Submerged in the word Heavy
three deep in a silver Caprice And the black chief of police No justice, no peace Verbally, I'm takin off from the baseline With my nuts in your face
and break From knives to guns,from the rich to the slums We ran outta dope,I don't think so son While I be gunned by a mark from the enemy park From daylight
all, it's archival Knock off, guns pop off, you keep the heart to brawl Shark 'em all, cards and pool, I'll loan you lumps son Cheap spin lyrics that
eat to reality, gun you down in a tragedy Somethin' from the nightmare realm, abnormality Snap your rib cage out your back, don't call the Warcloud Red
in hell for such a long time, now I see the light. A quick form of sanity it pours from my insides. The calming of a bad seed and heavy grows my eyes.
niggaz know how to shoot joints} (Put down the gun son) {Elmira, Riker's Island, coming from Brownsville} (Put down the gun son) Niggaz tried to front
that you get from the heart of a human being Only the mind is mechanic the dynamic happens When the divine starts to intervene Have mercy if I seem to be heavy
you get from the heart of a human being Only the mind is mechanic the dynamic happens When the divine starts to intervene Have mercy if I seem to be heavy