the piano I never played But you left with something so much more You walked out of my front door I'll let this out, sing it loud I'll scream it out
by the ocean waves The cigarette smoke that fills the air This is what I live for This is what I live for Yea this is what we live for This is what we
My hands beg the question, My tongue has failed to mention And I'll keep you breaking promises With each every kiss Keep this quiet don't let yourself
of the ghetto childs My attitude got me walkin solo, ride out alone in my lo-lo Watchin the whole world move in slow-mo For quiet times disappear, listen
, Soon As I Get Home [Verse 1: 2Pac] Dear baby its me again, stuck inside this packed pen trying to pay my debt for all my sins See this penitentiary
worst of the ghetto childs My attitude got me walking solo Ride out alone in my low-low Watching the whole world move in slow-mo For quiet times disappear
hella thick, tryin to get you for yo' grip I know you stressed out and fed up But come out, gun-blazin, and keep yo' head up You can call it what you
six, Bonnie and Clyde Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child Raised in this whirlwind
be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me Buck, buck, pigs get fucked, don't step ta this Quiet has kept them blessed, on a quest
of the ghetto childs My attitude got me walking solo Ride out alone in my low-low Watching the whole world move in slow-mo For quiet times disappear listen
This is Bone Thugs niggas Thinkin I told you but we put it down like that And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it And keep on movin, guess
you see? How many lights do you see? There's one to say that night has come And there's one that guards this jagged shore And there's one to call the
on virgins You know you heard of us Hit the cranium I'm just a quiet kid Bricks of Uranium I see the haters in faggot knapsacks Keep it real 85, exodus
openin" (slowly openin) "Wake up! " "Slowly realizin that this wasn't no dream" (slowly realizin that this wasn't no dream) "No, this is your life" (no, this
: All the bedroom lights go out As the neighbourhood gets quiet Everything in heaven and earth is almost right But there's a wife whos wondering where
taste the last call - I still feel the bar The plotting of managers in fast open cars Racing the agents - chasing the ancients To the corner stores - to pick out
Tone's whip If I wasn't whipped, why I keep givin' up my dick Like it's voodoo on the kid, I keep suckin' on her clit From the bed to the bathroom, Toney
