so fall by my side and say "This can't... just can't be the end." I won't wake up from this, so won't cha break your smile and scream it's the end. You
t have a place to run you?re in strangeland it goes on and on you?re on your own living day by day inside it doesn?t seem to end it?s long by long you
: [Talking] Picture, I'm always plannin kaperz tryin to come up on cheese But my kaperz goin sour for the Lil' B.G., peep me [Verse One] I was born
row Too hard to say "Hoooo!" Screw face on Like we're 'bout to go to blows Hat pulled low Too cool to go "Hooooo!" [CHORUS] There's always one in the
your pockets charity begins at home keep your hands in your pockets charity won't leave you alone everywhere that we turn there are mouths to be fed how can we sleep the battle goes
time at all. Father and the son, not too young to be old, reach out for each other when the world goes cold. Feel so good to be home. Are you ready
ready, back up in 'em With nothin' but that harmony rhythm Hard hittin' flows all we give 'em Flows that spit venom No cop there goes the end of 'em Ever
I wish I could just let go But I love you (I love you) And I believe that one day you will come around But can you tell me How do I always end up being
this rap thing but don't say that I sing That's just me spreadin the icing (icing) Huh, I'm goin end to end like hockey icing (yeah) Fuck up the flow,
Now that we're comin to the end of this song I gotta let you know I'll always stand strong Because the lessons that I learned at home My momma told me
get dissed by the media and fans Things never stay the same way they began I heard that some never give full to the fullest That's while fools end up
one's for you, When the grind's gettin' to you all my blue collar brothers. For our lost loved ones and the heart broken lovers. Broken home kids and
man Without blood on his hands These scars I've earned, I've earned on my own Distant memories... away from home [Chorus] Life is hard, No one makes
: [Intro: Trey Songs} This goes out to the beautiful girls Which one of yall, which one of yall Which one of yall goin' home wit trigga [Verse 1:
off your face And cover up the tattoo by the waist Let the MC search till I reach third base And when I get home imma hit home plate Wait, could this
not be one The words stuck in my mind Alive from what I've learned I have to seize the day To home I returned Preparing for her flight I held
was used to do what and which one, Which night it was done, what kid would write there was none, So sloppy like this it's fun, the fuckin ecstasy goes
only knows He's grown farther from home, he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
