All my life lost in a dream Through my eyes, a world no one sees All my life no place for me Through me eyes, a child no one needs I can't take it no
[Jesse to self] All my life Lost in a dream Through my eyes A world no one sees All my life No place for me Through me eyes A child no one needs
: [Jesse to self] All my life Lost in a dream Through my eyes A world no one sees All my life No place for me Through me eyes A child no one
[Jesse to self] All my life Lost in a dream Through my eyes A world no one sees All my life No place for me Through me eyes A child no one
paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey Youse a cold ass nigga
paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey Youse a cold ass
a fuck cause I was nobody's daughter Outlawin from my tits to my clits, don't try to figure cause the murderous tendencies of my mind can't be controlled
man (Oh it's over then, it's over) Fuck all y'all niggas (It's over then It's over) It's not a game man, (uh-huh) We taking this shit over man You know
a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh) And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go) Excellence is my presence, never tense Never hesitant
children's burnt remains I burnt the game, learnt you lames a new lesson Your crew's soft man, ya'll need some new weapons The P's breathe Warriorz and
: w/ A.R.P., and Tony Curtis Well this it! Beenie alongside A.R.P. alongside Tony Curtis A banky produce this Well she claim say me fi miss her
's like that, you know it's like that (that's right) And that's your plan, where's your hand let me ice that You my heart ain't no chance you could fight
place Verse one... [Chorus: David Poter sample] Over, and then my life (the masquerade) I know it's over... (the masquerade) Uh-oh, over (over) my my my
put out of my house I got to pack up, my refrigerator and couch it?s a set up, but the bank wants me out or the L.A.P.D. will smoke me out this suggestible
R-Rocket like a missile in space Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil case We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A To places close to home,far away L.A.,New York,Detroit
One's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin Representin all those who ain't got a pot to piss in Went from small timer to a top position I'm not kiddin
it's me Lord I never wanted to be a Thugfather I only wanted to be a son of a father RAHH, that's how it sounds, it's sad Worse than the war in Iraq when
: [Jay-Z] This here's a ballad for all the fallen soldiers I'ma bout 'ta show you how a hustlers life (this is life man) and a soldier's life, parallel
