've been waiting all day I've been melting away Just to be off with you Come closer, come closer Come closer, come closer Come closer, come closer Come closer, come closer
real in the hood (all the way) It's just real in the ghetto From my block to your block (my block to your block) From my set to your set (my set to your
: [1] Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor &
I'm shot and bleedin. Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream. Dope got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few. My foes victim of explosives. Come closer
my legs so I'm running on my hands Then I seen Prince so I clap cause I'm a big fan And straight busted my face on the street And here come the police
way for the light of learning When Jesus comes a'calling she said he's coming round the mountain on a train [Chorus:] It's my home-last night I dreamt
stash, get yo drink on [Verse Two:] Everytime I close my eyes, I wake up feelin so horny Can't get you out of my mind, sexing you is all I need I would
for us to talk So I find and empty room but hesitation is in my heart A look down the hall ...nobody there so I close the door Take of my new jacket?
no sign, but everything under this tree in my house is mine My bike, that, and this plastic nine'll do fine till next year come I try to see the same
come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal
'm shot and bleedin' Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream Dope got me hatin' fiends, schema wit' my team, just a chosen few My foes victim of explosives come closer
I try to keep it white and Vogue's like foldin Hopin freaks will get inside of my Lacville 79 I got my toolbox, got my booster cables, and jack I get
little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto
Juggalos, come out to play... Guess who's coming to your big town? Jugglin jesters, kick-it clown Circus sound, painted frown Carnival of carnage creeping
My Reeboks won't budge though I want em to move My mind saying to my body fuck run out your shoes Punching my tool I hear the sirens getting closer Why
