Lyrics:
Ain't no such thing as only one night
She wanna be by my side
Forever & ever she wanna ride
I'm all in her mind
These diamonds & pearls they shining
the basement
Aint no race yeah
We on the way
No playin games
Fuck your goons
They ain't passin by the gate
They at the crib
And they minds blown away
Livin
I guess I gotta feel aligned again just to feel close to you
I guess I gotta feel alive again just to live by the roots
But when the stars are lining
Here we go, yh we faded out cruising tonight
Drown my pain in my vice, I'm killing my time
Wanna be by myself but I'm still outside
Laughing, chatting
I just partied by my self (By my self)
I just partied by my self (By my)
By my lonely (Yeah)
By my, by my lonely (Yeah yeah)
Uh yeah pull up
I get
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
UNDER CRUMPLED ROOF
OR SKWERED BY TRACER BULLETS
OR TORN APART BY GRENADES
OR KILLED, MAIMED, BROKEN, CRUSHED, WIPED OUT
by the river
I dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water
Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under
and sunless days
While asking for some kind of clue
Or road to lead us to the truth
But who will answer?
Side by side two people stand
Together vowing, hand in
Having been by that old bank tower,
I'm inclined to wonder why you feel so strong.
You can't have really seen the hour
If you think she's trying
Trespassing my hand
Fell into hot water
She shot like a bullet
Right out of her chair
She led me away and I
Was then slaughtered
By the warmth
The old gunfighter on the porch
Stared into the sun
And relived the days of living by the gun
When deadly games of pride were played
And living
Sometimes I wanna be by myself
Sometimes I wanna be by myself
Most times I want to be by myself
Two strangers done meet
Looks like they're destined
woman watching over her dying mother
Who has been struck by the bullet
Of famine the daughter tells
Me about the journey to Mogadishu a
200-mile trek
the thing
My gun a dove how these bullets fly
(Brrt, brrt)
Gangsta plugged him state to state
Call it nationwide (Haha, what?)
If I call a bitch they slide,
Tears of pain running down my scarred cheeks
Choking on the sobs, soaking all my bedsheets
Outnumbered by voices pushing this coward to flee
Fighting
Wise
I know that you gon' touch all of they eyes
But only if they wanna listen to God
We walk by faith not by sight
It's through Christ
Not the thought
can't see in
And it'll be way too late by
The time you see the handout
Bullet for every one of them
Niggas in the background
Guilty by association i roll
So now ladies and gentleman it is star time
Are you ready for star time uh, you ready
In the jungle where it get risky
Where we are damn that bullet
the nerves ignore the pain
Repetition needs a friend
I have a 12 gauge resting in my hands
How 'bout we get this party started right
And use a bullet for each
what it is or how it is
Motherfuckers want to act now
Keep toast by the waist now
Got a block full of crack now
Still got to hold the hood down
whities on Harleys
Niggas get injured, fucked do' in 40 fingers
Got bitches by bike bar bussin Glocks off a' niggas
Klep don't give three shits to flip
period. (Killa...)
Krayzie
I'm thuggin off in my house out in Cleveland/ Weeded, I'm sleepin', P.O.D.'ed/
Dozed off, but I was awakened by
Sweet child in time
You'll see the line
The line that's drawn between
Good and bad
See the blind man
Shooting at the world
Bullets flying
Ohh taking
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