You're so dead to me Another broken promise and our love ends tragically May I suggest your lock your doors and hide the key somewhere deep inside your
I've got this beating in my chest, it tells me you're my only I feel the rhythm in my wrist, it's fading out but slowly don't let me go please tell me
Avoid the dreadful guillotine, you know you've got to get this right Where's the poison in your words? You can kiss yourself goodnight Jet black lipstick
Frequently baby I'm changing my mind running around with you Searching your eyes for an answer of something true But when I turned back around to come
I got nothing to hide But look at me now, I'm focused, you can tell I try You can even tell the way I lean when I drive It's a new day, new time, I got
and I will listen all night At dawn I will wish you well When you go where the lonely souls go It seems so long ago The memory of years long gone One day
right) Go (We're on my motherfucking block) [Verse 1] They got a nigga, shedding tears Reminiscing on my past fears Cause shit was hectic for me last year
you move I don't know why that other rapper got stripped for his jewels You know how easy it is to get shit confused I wasn't even in New York, I was
: I shaved my face and combed my hair, put on a new pair of underwear And sat on the porch with my Labrador like a hundred other times before She changed
is a day only the Lord could make Well, I worked on the levee, Mama, both night and day I worked on the levee, Mama, both night and day I got to the
other day, You sound like a hillbilly; We want folk singer here." Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play, Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day
A year in hell Yes, the day is the czar of the night And the moon is the sun's other side So the night is the scar of the day And the shit won't
where I'm at Court case and some other bullshit don't match, The stress that I feel you don't know about that Until I tell it to all these other corrupts
takin' off those Chic jean pants At the High School Dance She just let it all hang Bootin' it over, makin' that ass swang The DJ was from New Orleans,
my, Daytons spin lowrider sittin low Hittin corners so hard you can taste my rims Hard top six-four, I'm Diddy no tint I can't hide in New York City I
Hearing voices from miles away Saying things never said Seeing shadows in the light of the day Waging a war inside my head Years and years of Bloodshed
year after year Now you don't speak any English Just American between tears Just American without tears For you seem to be crying for year after year
: (Intro) Ayo, before i start this song man, I just wanna thank everyone for being so patient And bearing with me over the past few years while I figure