's the way this night began She needs to know if he's still feeling anything She needs to know if she's still feeling him At a party in a backroom is
That's the way this night began She needs to know if he's still feeling anything She needs to know if she's still feeling him At a party in a backroom
with a snub Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on the rug Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud My role model
't you sniff around For something fluffy and light I need a man who brings A man-size... Appetite I'll use a pinch of sugar And a dash of spice
you look around for sympathy Your life's a fuckingg mess And she can't look into your eyes And never hate to guess She's looking for a stone That crushed
to be Listen, I know what she's like she's just a dreamer But I'll win in the end I'm a schemer Give her time she'll be on the phone She's never gonna
mission When I was conceived, and came to be in this position My momma was a Panther loud, single parent but she proud when she witnessed baby boy rip a
ya never had a father or a family, but I'll be there no need to fear so much insanity and thru tha years I know ya gave me your heart and plus When
me can you get away? Ebony, can you get away? C'mon.. let's go.. can you get away? Can you get away? [girl] So much pressure in the air [2Pac] I know, I know
in coffee and cigarettes Sometimes I meet sorrow, there was this girl she had this emptiness surrounding her, like she needed a ride to an unknown place of happiness, far away
a killer but my instinct gives a bad type wont even acetate to wipe away a cops life some times I want to cry but a man will never shed a tear I fight
walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud My role
tell me shit about the tricks of this trade Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade Shit's like a
shirt and jeans, this a different fly Presidential time, nigga watch the Rolie shine No need for pens and paper, this here, whats on my mind [Chorus] I know she wants a
streets get that dough Living and praying for a better day...So! [Chorus: x2] Face a trouble everyday Trying to walk away from a life of sorrow It's a
our obsessions, If we were our afflictions, I'd be joining you. We need a reflection, We need a really good memory. Feel free to call me a little more
to find a real man You know I'm lookin' for a steel man She said I'm in no man's land You know I'm ready for a real good time I'd gladly pay you double
