more than some scorched corpses I get down Its like Im squeezing a glock When I creep in the spot People get shot back Freeze and then flop, breathe and then stop The way I
I don't give a fuck Stack my chesse up Cause one day I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss A nigga outta line gone get his motherfuckin
lost, stranded as a youngster Stack my chesse up Cuz oneday I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss Wodie outta line wodie gone get his head
at the marketplace While common sense is goin' out of style I thought that I would be above it all by now In some country garden in the shade But it'
the shade and hangs her head to cry. She wonders how it ever got this crazy. She thinks about a boy she knew in school. Did she get tired, or did she just get
But I know that it knows that I gotta get out Of this place Time to close the day Time to lock the door time to greet the street I'm so happy I'm walking
If I have kids, will I live to see them grow? Though I don't know, I live the life of a thug nigga Until the day I go, no broken promises A sacred bond
i'm trying to be somebody I'm not trying to be somebody else This life is mine i'm living Don't you know me? I wont ever let you down No I'm not trying
know I tear a nigga up [Chorus] They say I'm grimy, I'm greasy I make a one-eight-seven look easy Fuck that~! I lay my murder game down Push me nigga
school both went into the game I left and he stayed but while I'm screwing record labels trying to get paid Red now came up and got it made in the shade
: I ain't got no fun today It's just like yesterday, oh yeah Only different shades of grey I'm bored right out of my skull I'd have to get high just
my stereo Whenever I hear this sound Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whenever I hear this sound Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Whenever I hear this sound When I get into my car I
If I was your girlfried, I'll be there for you, if somebody hurts you, Even if that somebody is me Yeah-hee (break it down for 'em) Sometimes I trip on
me like "what up, ho? " I'm just bitter, I ain't asking what you fuck for As disrespectful, I admit I was just saying, if you wonder why I call you "bitch
Yes she knows I never pull my shade Is it a fear, fear of madness Or some strange alchemy Is it a fear of fear itself I think I'll get deranged Then
get thrown At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill I
, I get up in the dawn and I go down and lay in the shade I get up in the dawn and I go down and lay in the shade I ain't nobody's house boy, I ain't
the run I think this time we shall escape. Sold my guitar to the baker's son For a few crumbs and a place to hide, But I can get another one And I'll
