tears, will it ease the pain? (It's) Part of the crying game will it ease the pain? Even when the dead nights are gone those broken days remain All those
of my hearttt... Cause I'm still hurt and I don't wanna start Tell me whos gonna pick up the pieces of my hearttt... My soul is dying and my everything
I know it's better in heaven 'cause bein here ain't livin Close my eyes and see nothing but pain, the world is crazy, still Lookin for a queen to plant
six my glock's my plastic, pa*sion for blastin bastards No faces for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwards Ya cowards ain't prepared for pistol practice I send my
and plus When I'am dirt broke and fucked up Ya still love me --------Chours---------- (An Outlaw) Boo would ya die for me? Down holdin my pistol, gettin
One Loves You Picture Me Inside The Misery Of Poverty No Man Alive Has Ever Witnessed Struggles I Survived Prayin Hard For Better Days, Promise To Hold On Me And My
to eye with my people you know [Hook] How many days we gonna live our life struggling on the streets How many days we gotta live our life searching for
enough for everyone, everyone and as we speak, the enemy is the mind, I see the future coming for you, all the lonely days and the lonely nights, you've been searching for
on my skin has nearly faded. Incarcerated for my sins. To my reflection I can't see it. My vision's blinded by the pain. (by the pain y'all) My mirror's broken
that birthed me, hey Thug style motherfucker, live forget ends I'd never testify, Satan can't divide my piers No weakness inside my fears Drop tears, for
, slipped my tounge over my broken jaw. And I pounded his body into the floor. Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept on. 'Til I felt my glove leather
could face the pain (could face the pain) I don't need no diamond rings, alibis no more. (chorus): Who do you think you are cuz once again you broke my
I know you won't be there I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do And I've hurt myself by hurting you Some days I feel broke inside
libs] She says that I should leave, she says I should go She don't understand, all I've been waitin for is everything {is everything} For something {for
like a nail in my hand You don't know for you i?ll make it all blue My yellow tricycle with your two broken wheels Around and round and round My
my guts If I, would of took the chance to see What was place right in front of my face For sure, nine out of ten times My accent's wouldn't allow me to
every curve you cut And for your daddy, yo, you never have to tuck in your gut Because I love it like that, stretchmark fat, plus let me show my crunches
beefin' for no quarters Cuz pain is money, you float funny when you surfin' the water I'm that dude slangin' pack by the border I love my life, I live