Lyrics:
happy few will take care of you)
My life is yours
(Take care of you)
Too live
(Take care of you)
In a minute
We can make a scene
Gonna make it quick
a little rude
While I was missing my childhood,
My brother and my prime
You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude
Tim left town yesterday
He left me
to life of the ice in your chains and your watches
And you'll see how wo lock this
Chorus
Verse Four: The Notorious B.I.G.
Click, click, uh, uh, uh
Raising hell in Wayne County
With a copper on our tail
Hoping that he drives on by me
But knowing this town he'll probably throw us in jail
the rules
He grew up hard and he grew up strong in that cold northern town
Every time he stood up people look at him
And they tried to shoot my brother down
Just like a Wave
They were Kids when they met at the Northern Shores
They were rased in the same Town she lived next to his Door
As the Years went
It was many years ago
I was traveling the Northern roads
I got stranded and broke down
In a small Montana town
I phoned home to help me out
And I
the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo
We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live
He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile
Ruby was in
Johnny left home, to seek his fame
Small town boy, the streets of L.A.
A day time waiter, in a night time band
Acting cool, said he was a real man
busting guns
Fighting in the club, ain't no 1-on-1
They just killed this little hustler
But that hustler had some first cousins and a big brother,
seen alotta things in my life time, that's why I walk the line,
I'm just a simple man, and I ain't in the things for cheep thrills,
But all my scars
I reckon you all don't know me at all
I just got here today
My home is way down in a little town
It's not so far away
Everybody for miles around
And our lives are for the takin' so let's get to the love making all night
Alright, what a night, my girl is back in town and it feels just right
Alright,
the soul
Till it's two in the morning
When rain hits the windshield
And everything is still
Nothing really is a big deal?
One hand on the steering wheel
and be doing me
In my own lane and none are at the same speed
Bust down gotta hit the gym daily
Little momma wanna ride then she gotta pay me
I get ghost
Know the moonlight shining when I pullup that's the deal
With the black paint dripping down my clothes you know I'm real
From a small town, big
And look at the stars as big as holes in the arms
And the stars like a back truck electric flag
And I'm standing there under that flag with your carbine
your sorry ass beats
Going to town on a half
Then she get freaky in the sheets
I'm from Milwaukee
Where the hoes colder than the Winter
Bitches see you
And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
And by himself, it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again
And keeping
And solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
And by himself, it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again
And keeping
broke as fuck in this life that I'm livin' in
I'm watchin' niggas bubble and the jealousy is kickin' in
I wanna pull licks but that jail scene don't fit
all in the crown
Talk of the town
Soakin' you down wit the toast 'til you drown
Ghost you and put your corpse in force that'll open the ground
Save
to live my life
Then lose the Karen haircut and beer gut and knife
If you tell me that my dreams will die then I disagree
Bitch Alexander the Great he was
a nobody-town
That's Macclesfield town
This ghost town a town from silk and smoke
It has a Shit football team but with loyal fans
Who have big football dreams
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