would not be here if you were. And so much for forever; forever's almost never what we make it out to be. One more ever-after will fade and our friendship
We haven't talked in a while. I stare out the window, mile after mile. You said I live in denial... Well so what if I cry like a child? I still melt
And even after we all collapse in laughter and all the perfume passes from hands to tapered glasses, we're still stuck in suits and dresses -- loosened
: [Verse 1] Late night coolin' wit my homies Drinkin' Hennessey an' cold brew After smokin' stopped in Oakland Got the munchies for some soul food So
in this wonderful misery. In peaceful sedation, I lay half awake And thought of the panic inside starts to fade. Hopelessly drifting, bathing in beautiful agony. Day after day And night after
t go up in the spot" Jettin' through bushes and backyards, neighbors is rattin' me out Dogs is barkin' all you hear is the car's sirens I'm tryin' to
Black Market and Maccabeez While the serpent use the worldly things to attract his queen Broke his heart she played the part Mary Magdalene Hissing his words that the other
Back to junior high school where it all begain Three bad little kids raisin hell at school We were just 13, straight actin the fool Every day after class
the good die young, yeah 'Cause everything innocent is suffocated 'cause the street's militant Me, I'm just passing the time About to splash in the lime Oh I'm like every other
me grown When I turned twelve he was gone Alone, no role model I used to watch my Granddaddy and Uncle hit the bottle and then hit each other Granddaddy
crip hop {Tray Deee} It's time to research the documents and pull some files and put it down with this gangsta style Cause I be seein niggaz bein more aggressive now after
Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die But some cry, and gets by, while others choose to wonder why His life was took at such an early age
like, "Run son, don't go up in the spot" Jettin' through bushes and backyards, neighbors is rattin' me out Dogs is barkin', all you hear is the car's sirens
) In other words, there ain't no stoppin No Limit (hit em up, get em up, stick em up) Master P, Mercedez, T-R-U (hit em up, get em up, stick em up) After
doubt Supreme clientele legal drug money on paper routes Till the death do us part for money, power, respect My road to riches don't want dies like life after
time to pass kids (What's the kids be doin' yo) Kickin' rhymes that's true lies Let me break 'em down to size minimize they air air time After this
each other For the love of money, people will steal from their mother For the love of money, people will kill their own brother.. Now everytime I hear a fuckin siren
