him and want him to change He says that he'll really try Hear, how often you hear as he's closing the door And softly you say goodbye Come again Come again
pinky ring Now everybody come together, join along and sing [Chorus] I'm from the ghetto homey I was raised on bread and bologna You can't come around
me All the street niggaz scared of me All the hot girls love me they say "Boy put that drill in me" I come through, limo tint on the truck I got a
my '64 [Verse 1:] I suppose to blow, you suppose to know Not to go against me or it R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special with it, I got special bread
Cent] I'm suppose to blow, you suppose to know Not to go against da door it's R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special ed, I got special bread
it (huhuh) [Chorus] Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (What ya gonna do) Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (
say I ain't spiritual! (uh-huh!) They act like they know God better than me I know God Allah he used to pump crack up the street. (come on!) Allah O Akbar
sheet Front on me try to run from me hollows be up your back b! Pistol pop, dime for dime, burn baby burn Revolver spinnin again and again you niggas
friend, I'll come back and hit it again (And hit it again...) And again, and again, and again (Again and again...) Don't go away (Yeah... Come on girl
x2] Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about) Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out [Verse 3] I'll come through
that cash nigga You's a sad nigga You supposed to try to make her break that bread When she come home, she done break a nigga, take the bread I hate to
a young boy who smiled as he said "With the wind in the willows The birds in the sky There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie... We have bread
that I'm just so fuckin exciting Steadily cordial like this killa 'posed to And I wish you would really come try to test me You break bread with niggaz
Me; A Real Nigga With The T-H-C, And No G-H-B These Are The Last Days Roll Me To Sleep Come On, Come On I'm Blowing Up, I'm Blowing Up, I'm Blowing
Bennington (Busta Rhymes)] Together we made it (you see we did it niggas) We made it even though we had our backs Up against the wall (come on) Forever
will always be these moments, when you can turn to me again; Another rainbow to follow with you, Another crazy dream that just might come true, 'Cos
come, thy will be done On earth as it is in heaven Give us this day our daily bread And forgive us our trespasses As we forgive those who trespass against
time And I've been waiting for you to come And it's hard cause I feel so alone And I just want you to come home Waiting for you to come And it's hard
