but to visit the garden and see my magnetic balcony understand what happens Running back to the picture looking night and day madness and reality fighting in my brain and the picture
deal I'm bringin what a nigga feel Caps get peeled [Chorus]2x [Ms. Tee] Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is [B.G.] T-shirts wit pictures representin
fake I don't want to be no where around you I'ma Head Buster, Tru Hustler, a real nigga and Believe I'd never get caught without my steel nigga You want
up mayne I get tired of hearing you talk I'll fuck you up mayne You see me in the club you know a nigga strapped Picture me partying, playing games without
in my room, drinkin' Without a care Talkin out loud to ya' Like ya' there Take ya' picture out my back pocket Man it's on You the first face I wanna
get you, Precious) (was the victim, from a dime to a nickel) Hopin God's blessings stick with ya Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin bigger Familiar face
in ya pocket made you a man again and now you let tha fear put your ass in a place complicated to escape It's a fools fate without your word your
't take much more of this But she can't let it go And that's ok, she don't want the world All the things she says While he's just lying there Without
Picture me, pen in hand writin lines knowin the Source'll quote it When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it I grew up without my pops,
all the space there is to find Melting love's own ice that lay so frozen I give that sacrifice for feeling chosen So if I face another day without you
vision every day and night I see [Chorus] My baby has big green eyes Brighter than the bluest sky Softer than an angel flies Sweeter than a lullaby And she loves me without design Her picture
I see your jealousy as your watching Your watching It's kinda sexy to me how you watching Your watching I see your face (I see your face) You wanna touch
you're watchin (tss, you're watchin) It's kinna sexy to me how you're watchin (tss, you're watchin) I see your face (I see your face) You wanna touch
, uh Verse One: It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin' pictures on my wall Every
? I proceed hollow - unloved I am our burnt out memory - self muutilation is my mainstay tear me away - from the pictures of your face pry my eyes
your way And you?re frozen in a picture like you?re a friend Like you?re a friend But I know I can?t have you And I can?t live without you But I guess
