I'm in love with you, little sister We ride home in the night While under our feet, the rain paints the street with the stars Passing cars with light
ooh you're still awake everyone else is off to sleep they are happy and they're dreaming but she's alone stare at the ceiling what is this feeling?
I'll be your lover I'll be your friend I'll be a part of the illusion that let you on and took you away but I'm forgetting all the lies All that you want
Suicide When you know You mean well But not if I have to offer Give it back It's a joke you can sell But I still have to laugh It was a beautiful dream
My God, I can't see how we are in love What is this fate? All the time that I believed that I would be lost If I were alone Hold it now, hold it now
Baby you know it's like I'm sleeping (Don't close your mouth) I feel so close to you now (Don't close your mouth) And even though I'll never hold you (
no ones going down You got the remedy, what's going around? Like a beetle on its back I've got to get back on track Or a police man on a tape Waiting
em wish I died Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
don't underestimate the power of a fiend To my homies on the block slangin rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box When you're runnin from the
that I made a mistake And I keep looking for that blindfold faith Lighting candles to a cynical saint Who wants the last laugh at the fly trapped in the windowsill tape
road and took a detour Fire Marshall shuttin' shows down Cause I blow up spots like a Dalmatian strapped up with C4 Blow minds when they heard the rap Hustle so many tapes
, make em wish I died Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door And all my memories, of seein brothers
a certified bomb Designed to designate all over the tape Got my Cuban Puertoricans all up in the place Gonna smash you in the face with tapes check
leave her alone, If she don't (sing this script?) then I'm a just keep goin. (I see Mary Ann. Mary Anns saying cut the tape, cut the tape. Knife!)
my heart And I don't feel the need to go on I was happier singing along the way I had things, I need to say But now its like a swallowed tape That
was real [Chorus 2X: samples + (Cube)] I see the happiness (all day every day) I see the pain Where am I (growin up in the hood) Back down memory lane
them goals that we set in the day, they actually came to be. (yup yup) but now I'm lookin at a black white paper, and with a whole book of memories (
off slow, hopin my people flee-in Chink tried to knock the only link that tied me in Coppers was watchin us through nighttime binoculars This time they got us on tape