Bide your time with useless alibis. Naivety is the enemy. Then suddenly the optimism fades, And you cant turn your eyes away from today. You've got
is the life that I lead, and it sure is a thrill To have people you love by your side everyday And I sure wouldn't have it any other way Everyone's singing
I'm standing here under the clouds Wondering \"if they come down, Will I pass through? Or will they crush me?\" I'm thinking that this could get ugly
Wait for me, I've been running in slow motion since the day you went away and the sun it hasn't shown, its been raining everyday inside my head since
Is this how you imagined It would all go down When they close the final curtain Will you still be around? Better pack up your bags And get out of town
Running in circles getting no where tired of what I'm seeing today. Trying to make things better, with two things and that's my mind and what I say.
Now that our best days are long past and still you try to forget i keep living them everyday while you wish they all would go away this is a burden that
Hard times today with a simple tragedy, its all I see. And all I can say is I have woken up, and no one can save you now You can?t run I will not hide
You say I should forget about myself & lay to waste. The days long-forgotten will remain...they're all staying. I'll pay my dues again, with only love
bottom line My friends come first it's the bottom line My friends come first it's the bottom line My friends come first it's the bottom line That's the
, I toss 'em, that's how it go I ain't flossin but you gon' listenin, better stay in line hoe [Chorus] Pimpin ain't easy, better stay in line hoe Off
In niggaz and hoes My wrist all froze from flip side poles Fein share on my deeder doors i suppose thats the bottom line So called a gran that a nigga switching white lines
Day in and day out. This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live. No matter how hard you try, it's in death. You gotta die. Bottom line: peers
' for 22 cents a gram? Man, when I come up in here treat me like I'm fam I could go Uptown and get this shit for 16 cents a gram Bottom line is, man
pimp shit 10 hoes, 10 g's a night, niggas getting rich Any nigga get out of line, I got 'em Southside across my back, I'm from the bottom All a nigga
shit 10 hoes, 10 g's a night, niggas getting rich Any nigga get out of line, I got 'em Southside across my back, I'm from the bottom All a nigga need
then a nigga sue me, sue me nigga pos'ed to be thug, nigga pos'ed to be street, pull your skirt down nigga cos we smellin' yo pussy, the whole bottom line
grind ah shit Keeping real niggas rewinding this, Deep in the ghetto in the streets ah Cleveland We call it thieving mind deceiving Hear the reasons for hustling season Bottom line
