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big bag 
Girl my heart is cold like a tic tac 

I feel like I'm Timmy
Yo Wanda can you hear me
Look I kinda need you and Cosmo to kick it with me
See my

Tides of time remember the brave, they said
Hand on a pen, more than her daily bread
Her words, a voice; this was her choice
Staying defiant, could

stream flickering
Formed by thousand lights
(the world's going down
The world's going to the devil
So come on down to metropolis)

Come into my arms
Leap

The unavoidable desire to take you home

Like suffocating all my clearest thoughts

It seems like yesterday when we lay here side by side

But it's

Black is to white, like dawn is to day

Together I thought we would never stay

Laugh is to cry like hot is to cold

But still I'm wanting your hand

millenium
And we on a mission, rappin', makin' money
Made me put away the drugs, all right, I love my life

When I put it down, I'm so cold, so come up, take

people asking too much on the daily
A brother could never dream anything wedding ring or get a hand from a lady
A part of the fantasy finally thinking that

to the shore
Just when I thought that I'd Burned the last bridge
And carefully stored
My cold heart in the fridge
Just when I thought that I'd
Gone off

people shall be free
So I bow and take a knee and set my sights towards the east
Hands open heart too  as I vow to slay the beast
Right now to say

Tal vez yo me equivoqué
Y algún día podré crecer, y ser el hombre que ves
Maybe, maybe, we gon be okay
By breakfast, we'll have a new day on our

of the damned
Ran these cold streets it ain't nothing to take a stand
In the middle of Chi-Raq or even Pakistan
And be a beacon of light live the life of a godly

If you gotta cold heart let it burn
That nigga been showing off with no earns
Don't get slicked down yo life permed
All of these lessons man I'm gone

your hole if you say you dig
Touché if you say you ready to dip
I can be your bro if you in too deep ya
She say talk to the hand I gotta man but she

sometimes I feel like a stranger lost in a strange land
looking for a way out of the dark with cold feet and trembling hands
in the age of Kali truth

Pay me to fit in
I'm a monster I knew that from the start
It was injected in my chest like I got Fluid on my heart
They ain't doing what I'm doing I

WHEN IT USED TO BE YOU AND ME
Words and Music by Gordon Pogoda and Bob Martinez

The cold of the winter comes through the window
And midnight is

and they don't know it yet now,
maybe i'm not depressed i'm just pressed to not have let downs,

im no dame dolla' I'm just playing with the hand i get,
im

On the bus, surrounded by thugs 
I'm looking forwards, awaiting my turn
Heart beating as I step off, dressed all in blue
Got the 3 piece suit just for the job

on the walls As the wind blows cold my candle dies Now everything disappears Reaching out my hands but no-one is ever there Screaming empty silence For a moment

The Timing

Ingram Hill

Until Now

2002

A dark clear sky above our heads
You're tongue is cold but still your heart it bleeds for something more
Bittersweet memories from my bed
Haunt your

Pops Was a Rolla

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness [Warlock]

1992

easy for my family and me
As for pops, I never got to see the man
But I heard he took matters in his own hand
In the streets he was up on it, well

Pure Uncut

Psychodrama

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

fold like a bad poker hand  

now watch me shake this bitch up  like the dice games  

see I'm always schemin tryin to get over niggaz like left

Soon It Shall Be

Reign of Kindo

This Is What Happens

There will soon come a day when the snow melts away and my love will be right by my side
So you see dear my heart will not falter and my hope will not be

back at my parents' house
And now my dick has a permanent imprint of my hand around it
Life was lame, I had to pay money to fuck a whore
I couldn't