Haven't Talked To Me J Said (I Thought You Needed To Talk To Me) (If It's A Change I Think I Need To Be Whaere I Outta Be) (Ultimated Now You Don't Talk
i walk ot my house the f***k have i done now, what could he be talkin bout? i been stayin outta trouble shit i bin on the couch i was workin on the album
, is it something I don't know that I was supposed to say? All I know before the hour I awoke today Nigga commin' wit' the realist and he chose today I
't Talked To Me J Said (I Thought You Needed To Talk To Me) (If It's A Change I Think I Need To Be Whaere I Outta Be) (Ultimated Now You Don't Talk To
How can I smile at the kiss of dawn Aware of promises never kept? Dazing confusion is all I feel As I realize the state I?m in Fire won?t wipe away
morning i'll call you Can't you find a clue when your eyes are all painted Sinatra blue What might have been lost - Don't bother me
Killa, Me killa, killa... (Break it down) [x15] [Layzie] I'm wonderin really how many more niggas I'll see in a coffin before its my time I'm the kind
this way You're gonna lose my love I ain't got no time to play You better hurry up Cause every time I come around Crews run around your way I see you
what I'm saying? Girls don't buy him no clothes, He bought that ho some clothes!! He don't buy me no clothes, Nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dick
here will be the same I'll see the world through different eyes and I was given clarity And the wisdom I can't deny All that we can ever see Until
of all y'all bitches Which is why you don't invite mine to your parties Just cause I don't look like everybody I guess they're bunch of richboys, bitchboys
life, like a shadow, from the past that I left behind Theatre of my life I already know this whole play I saw it before but where I can't say One of
is low... (check) My Rocawear is fittin' incredible... Fuck it... I guess I got my swagger back Mama that said I killed her man Well I guess I got the
't say nuttin' And laugh when a nigga start frontin' [Chorus II: Nas] And all'a y'all know my style (style) I spend dough but I still let it pile (pile
t have to paint a picture Or whisper in my ear Cos I think I've got the message, loud and clear I don't know what gets into me Makes me act so foolishly