life raining down as cold as ice. Shadows of a man, a face through a window cryin' in the night, the night goes into Morning just another day; happy people
4 deep in the black on black Caprice [B.G.] Slangin is my thang man, I'm out for paper Tryin to catch a fuckin drain, lookin for kaperz My people say
freedom oh freedom Well that's just some people talkin' Your prison is walkin' through This world all alone Don't your feet get cold in the wintertime
was a hardheaded man he was brutally handsome And she was terminally pretty. She held him up and he held her for ransom In the heart of the cold, cold
remember it tomorrow Nobody told me any better They just watched me turn into A little shook-up bottle of soda, I need? So come up now, come from where you are All you people
just like those and what about your soul is it cold is it straight from the mold and ready to be sold and cars and phones and diamond rings those are
young and old But a lack of education leaves us in the cold There may be a cycle that we failed to mention But people are fuckin' without protection '
drownin in they own blood Clownin takin pictures later Laugh bout the punk bitches, that turned snitches Regulate my area, the terror I represent Makin yo' people disappear, you wonderin where they went? Am I cold
court with no trial Lifestyle cruising blue behind my waters No welfare supporters more conscious of the way we raise our daughters Days are shorter, nights are colder
me in and now on my bedroom floor i can feel the cold on my face I hear the voices in this home and i wonder why and i wonder why you are not here
will you challenge me Through the shadows cold and bare where morrow's hope yet fades, Through this madness grown out of pain where dreams are turned
hope i ever had trusting to swiftly can end up being costly cuz many people fool me maybe I just wanted to believe learning sometimes being soul seacrhing there are
: There are so many people dying You complain about your situation What about me? Half the world wouldn't know what it's like to lose your seed Maybe
Well, Na No Didnt Expect To Excel, Jus Did It For Fun Didnt Think It Would Sell, So Now Am Making A Career Of It, The Tunes Are Hear People Are Hearing
the desert underneath the blazing sun look for the sign Beyond the mountains in the darkness of the night it's getting cold They cannot falter they are
hardware and morgans jewelry And the ol' Lee king's apothecary They ware the little man The little man I go back now and the stores are all empty Except
Did you weep for the children Who lost their dear loved ones And pray for the ones who don't know Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble