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Out of nowhere this gust of wind 
Brushed my hair and kissed my skin 
I aimed to hold a bridled pace 
When with love itself I came face to face
always been in you

I've been waiting to see you tremble as you're embraced
By a world saturated with my love
I've been waiting for the day when at last I
"You are once again surrounded by a brilliant white light.
Allow the light to lead you away from your past and into this lifetime.
As the light
Is he really goin' out with ‘er?  I don't know.  Look, here he comes now.  Let's ask 
‘im. Hey, Murray, is it true Betty's wearin' your ring?
Is he really goin' out with ‘er?  I don't know.  Look, here he comes now.  Let's ask 
‘im. Hey, Murray, is it true Betty's wearin' your ring?
something for D.J., 'cause there's nothin' but love
Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub
When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud
why don't you come to the crib-o?
We could wine and dine and relax on the low
And drink Mo, by the way, I just saw your video)
Yeah, true, I'm comin'
something for D.J., 'cause there's nothin' but love
Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub
When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud
That was me in BK on Atlantic
Never looked both ways, ran in traffic
Pops went away but I stayed, vagrant
Placed where the steel and cement became
the guns 
You right about that kid 
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run 
Now yo y'all just keep everything moving you know 
Or get stung by
followed you beneath the stars
Hounded by your memory
And all your ragin' glory

I been double-crossed now
For the very last time and now I'm finally free
I
sometimes are
Visions of your chestnut mare
Shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars
You hurt the ones that I love best
And cover up the truth
to the Atlantic
I dig dips who've got the hips that are gigantic 'cause I'm frantic
Take you in a frenzy
Takin' you out is easier than pullin' a pull-out out
I'm 20 years of age I ran across some bullshit
People promise you bowl of cherries but don't forget there are pits
No hints, it's quicks, it's like
until our bullets ran out,
And they took us one by one.
Dear Mother,
I'm sorry. We had just barely begun.
This will be the last letter from your only
out the area hit million's lives man
roping off Oceana enveloped by the whole sea and a...
improbable provinces the fences in your mind is where
Now these doors don't open  til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo  me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right
to the Atlantic
I dig dips who've got the hips that are gigantic 'cause I'm frantic
Take you in a frenzy
Takin' you out is easier than pullin' a pull-out out
chance go by.Now opportunity is right by my side.Finally all of this makes sense to me.I gotta be the kind of man who lets you be.Finally all of this makes
a five by seven
Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven
Got my bitches on the outside writin' me letters
And they tell me they love me and the shit
niggaz is flaming gats at my circle 
I catch you, my first reaction is to hurt you 
I hit your bird too, two in your scalp then you out 
Your thug crew
I'm 20 years of age I ran across some bullshit
People promise you bowl of cherries but don't forget there are pits
No hints, it's quicks, it's like
opened up
Before morning came they'd both found love
And the days and the months and the years went by 
Like that gallons of gas and cars through
the guns 
You right about that kid 
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run 
Now yo y'all just keep everything moving you know 
Or get stung by
Is he really goin' out with ‘er?  I don't know.  Look, here he comes now.  Let's ask 
‘im. Hey, Murray, is it true Betty's wearin' your ring?