build it up again Yeah, mad days to shut out the pain - the 7 sins - the sorrows seven You seek wild friendships, but never a friend - it's always mad days
Put me on your motherf*ckin cover to sell your little sell out mag I aint mad I feel bad, heres an ad, heres a poster of Ray-Ray and his dad You wanna
a brand new dad Of course, she knows now, I ain't used no bag My excuses, I couldn't cum like that She warned me of days like this, if this should happen
and now my little brother's in tears, and Gran, I hope you're not mad, I swear I'll try to be good, 'cause Mum and Dad'll get along much better when I
brother from anotha pop, minus one shot We Neno and G-Money man, we all we got From the stoop to the big dudes, stoppin' us from playin' hoops And us gettin mad
woulda thought you'd get popped one time and rap? Now you know that's bad when your sister is mad and your son gotta grow up like, "This is my dad?"
from back in the lab Now I done bust the next batch down and my face looking drab Uh oh, yep, this nigga done served me some bab Me sad? Naw, mad. Quick
old tricks Kids on his line cause he promised mad gifts The same thing he did when he went to Jesus Christ As he fasted on the mountain 40 days 40 nights
days instead not egocentric attitudes solved problems with a fist I don't understand why he can get so mad she don't want it either but it's too late dad
a KISS rock song Socks long to my knees Summer breeze runnin through the leaves Playin freeze tag, can I stay out, please dad? Can I hang wit my little
got And what I have to cherish I remember the days, I remember the place And I remember your ways and I can still see your happy face I remember the days
live a wrong or right, it don't matta All my life, all my days Seems like, all we ever felt was pain Never had shit Was mad at my mom n dad So I, did
, calling it home Mama say, take your time young man and build your own Don't wind up like your old dad Still searching for them glory days he never had
wonderful again Hope my mom and I hope my dad Will figure out why they get so mad Hear them scream, I hear them fight They say bad words that make me
're on a roll? Do you love your life? Are you achievin' any goals? Or are you sad, mad 'cause it ain't your way? Call mom and dad, they'll be glad that
mad could make you die It's a dice game, and sometimes you crap Who woulda thought you'd get popped one time and rap? Now you know that's bad when your sister is mad
no more And these days don't nobody show love instead of lending a helping hand they want to see blood and these days i know that god be so mad daughters