hesitate to realize everything was just a fake and all of your thoughts they get in my way and all of your dreams they display my pain only nights we
girl a chance, Put her on a road where there?s no way back, To the life that she?s always known, We gotta do something, Can?t do nothing? A&E is
always cared There's always a reason Why someone's life has been spared Beyond the horizon, the sky is so blue I've got more than a lifetime to live
you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin
you're son call you house and hang up on you for not givin' me none born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun got a reputation for havin' niggas
wall Sanity scarring, a prayer underlying A season, a lifetime to fall Crack in the sky, black is the night A towering shadow divides, Piercing creation
a fan watchin lil man run ow and every time you see the family the look happy got a momma and a daddy and the baby got a lil darkerbut then he had a cat
s safe This music mogul rollin wit a hundred soldiers Gangstas we postal Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life Was Written The life I'm livin The ice the
Don't Let Go Ill Be Here Hands Open Wide Just Ask And I Will Provide For The Rest Of My Life We Shall Never Divide And All The Nights That You Cried
vision's a diary No one but God can take it from me So even if I'm on the 'undee' -makin bad decisions At least I' got a chance to make a transition -
know it only takes a second for mics to get blown You nice, you get known Hear me twice it's the clone ass nigga wit no life of his own This is it, as
No flower could last in the shadow of fright From your eyes the life shall die if you touch his tears Behold me! - such a dreadful fiend As I weep, the
of east co co's racher whos a factor smobbin like a tracker crushing everything in sight leaving a scronda wondering how did they blow up over night all
a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence Cause when you die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life
the call were never heard PRECHORUS: And the lines are drawn A match divided and thrown As the heart holds on To the life that is known CHORUS: Now what once was the night
Cincinnati, with a white bitch, happy. [Look at you.] And I'm out there rapping, ready for the war, and end of the nights, but blessed, I'll be blasting
s the book of thugs. Come a little bit closer, nigga, take a look at this, picture this vision of a mission accomplished. Bone thugs all the way 'til
knowing is my business and I divide to multiply And give thanks to most high, 24/7 brothers got to make a living Overcome the odds is the only decision
