: Came to the wrong decision. got my backpack - i'm ready to leave. it's gonna take more than we both expected. young and naive. unsure and self-deceptive
Came to the wrong decision. got my backpack - i'm ready to leave. it's gonna take more than we both expected. young and naive. unsure and self-deceptive
of the jo, kick down the front door Run from front to back bustin', Terius cut his wife throat I'ma play it how it go, hold a black connect sho' We went
gotta do, nigga it's all on me Just like it's all on you to chose right from wrong Might be a power move to go in this nigga home I'ma handle my biz,
And what's worse I'm on front line, holdin down camp, still mashin Heard my cousin, one of the old heads from the block Just came home October of '95
inside, With her long black hair hanging down beneath the red light, And she smiled, for the boys coming home from the war, The boys coming home from
Rocked with Run sang with shotgun Willy Went from small time philly to big time Bobby From 3 day old chili to saki with wosabi I'm home hey I'm home
I got to do for you and I [Cee-Lo] I don't recall, ever graduatin at all Sometimes I feel I'm just a disappointment to y'all Every day, I just lay around
I get some like my old dad I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma Shake your thang-thang girlfriend
of action from another town I just want to be free, I'm happy to be lonely Can't you stay away? Just leave me alone with my thoughts Just a runaway,
niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from
Outs The Ones Like Evet We Fucked In The Car Behind The Bar I Shot It In Her Face And It Went Far My Home Boy Charles Went Up In His Sister Behind The
" "Oh my God I've just met him" "Get, your fucking ass" "Look, I'm really sorry about this" Get the fuck outta here "look, just take me home" Swagger
re all from the same gang [Above The Law] Bein the pimps that we are We're here to speak on a situation that has gone too far Here at home in the ghettos
Bein the pimps that we are We're here to speak on a situation that has gone too far Here at home in the ghettos of LA Where a young black brother's not
o Lyrics From the city to the world below From the strangers to the ones I know From the darkness to the holy glow
what it feel like. Short days, long nights, By the phone, no call. Need a clear mind cause I been blind, got me goin' down that road. Heart made of stone, Far away from home, Black
Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa,
