Lyrics:
Each day through my window
I watch him as he passes by
I say to myself "what an incredible guy"
To have a love like that
Must surely be a dream
This jam I created will leave you devastated
And when I'm finished rockin you will appreciate it
The structure of this rhyme will reign supreme
it was
Doesn't she know it's you that I love
Girl, you're more than just some broad I wine and dine
You're the sweet little thing, the sweet
lost their kids
Nine kids death and one gone mad
This is the big nightmare of the man
Who was once the little kid with the gun
The quiet kid was
by
Invite her in, with our family
Cause once I realize now, that could be my mother
If one time, unfortunate events took our families out combined
She
bluffing
Eat that muffin swallow that meat
When you unbend the hose watch how hard it skeet
The boy is a freak Rick James on x
No shame about it I love
Well, a teacher of mine once told me
That life was just a list of disappoints and defeats
And you could only do your best
And I said "That's
a stupid little kid
When I play my little songs wishing I could make it big
And I show them to my mom and I send them to my friends
But they never get
Focus on my breathing then I get back to shining
I’ve been running this
Since 1 9 8 six
I was in the womb when my mommy hit them licks
I really had
Bring it in
Once upon a time there was a brotha named Kastro
Had a little problem with his cash flow
More than once his friend'd tell me he had
I hope you're ready for me
Now gather round
I'm the new fool in town
And my sound's laid down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got
You gave me language as a gift, I turned it against you
I was stupid, I was young, I was hanged by my Judas tongue
You shouldn't give weapons
wore pyjamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood
and people were behaving' like they ought to: good
There was a little boy who
wore pyjamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood
and people were behaving' like they ought to: good
There was a little boy who
wrote to me kindly, I hung by her wire,
For a moment I had something to offer.
But I thought I was reckless, perverse, and retired,
And catered my whole
Wallace...
Now, Wallace was, for all practical purposes, the governor of Alabama from 1962 until 1986.
Once when a law prevented him from succeeding himself,
told you it's complicated
I just been frustrated
Created my version of you
And it goes like this
I was sitting on a pretty little park bench
Smoking
the emptiness
'When I was young I was scared of death
The thought filled with anxiety with every breath
it wasn't till a couple grams of mushrooms that put my
me, Huggie down
Fly and handsome, talk about little Starksky
With little Barkley's, little car seat
Two years later, here comes little Sharneese
I
Who let you in this door
All I smoke is loud I been making too much noise
Once you cross me once you could Never fill this void
Niggaz ain’t shit
things I was good at school and drooling on girls
But my mom raised me right never once did I fistfight
Except one time my ass was about to get kicked
Little hands and little feet
Were all we could see
But we new that there was someone there
And soon we would meet
Then all at once we looked into
Cause on the street they do as we influenced by what we see
And yes it "Weighs a Ton" I say it once again
That's why the Enemy is down with Paris
Enemies of the state
Wired
But unassuming
Little did he know
It was all written
For him
Everyday I'm losing
Second chances
Everyday I'm losing
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