my mind and in the home, my love will be my safe and this will be the same must the world let go of you you're mine you're mine yourself you're somewhere young
thought, but I guess you?ve changed a lot since we were young. Times will change, and there?s nothing I can say to right all of your wrongs. Just grow up, and pray
around some go getter ass niggaz fuck that waitin 'round some ol'lawyer ass warriors if you hatin 'round I lay you down with about eighty rounds I'm the savage, young
: Verse 1 Every day I sit and wonder why I lost my daddy so young Just reminence think how me and him had so much fun Teach me man to man things bout
think I can survive Tell myself to hold on it`ll be okay pray to god that i`ll make it through today cuzz I don't wanna die -everynite i praise the
: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
how it would be for him seeing the way it is out here. Its crazy [Verse 1:] If I had a son this is what I'd tell em Stay on yo grind young nigga dont
thank the Lord above and for you every night I pray I remember your tears - you bring me plenty joy Your faith was real ever since you was a younger boy
in ya sheets cause ya sin so heavy Ready to die, naw, dawg, you ain't ready You don't truely know what's on the other side young revin Is sin equals death
the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it Bow down, pray
: (feat. Eminem, Kastro & Young Noble of the Outlawz) Intro: 2Pac Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton- A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for
die froze Watch me make em' bleed, make em' G's Lord help me wit'it Got me paintin' pictures of a mil-ticket Help me get'it See me and pray for options
the dirt make my heart hurt Put in work, and shed tears for my dead peers Mislead from childhood where I went astray Till this day, I still pray for
me the righteous way Got a homie locked down Outta town I sent him a kite today Man that hate in your heart you gotta cleanse it dog Praying for
right before I put my head on the pillow, say a prayer one love to the thugs in heaven I'll see you there It's written for the young and dumb that wasn
up, no doubt, no doubt (Islamic, won't matter to me I'm a thug; thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day) Young Kadafi in this bi**h, set it off ni**a..