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wrong
Cause I wanna be the one who keeps you strong
And it don't matter, girl, just sing along
Tito comin' home real, real soon, it ain't gon' be too long

The Night the Earth Cried

Gravediggaz

Straight from the Crypt (1992-2001)

2006

to portions and tricked by John Haughty Hawkins
And sold on the auction, taught birth control and abortion
Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst

3 months in, and we've stayed between the righteous cones.
Jesus Christ be the Lord of our Love ones.
No one's home and she needs company for

wanna eat the pizza
Junk food swat we love 
We are drinking smoking 
We living wild we don't care what nigger says 
We keep it real till we die nigger

I

to talk about is casualties?
They don't wanna see us in our home they take the lease
It took a, It took a while for me to get like this
Ima big dog, right

I KNOW

we played by the rules, all of our lives
worked hard all day, and came home each night
we’d see homeless people, out on the street 
we never

off and I hope that you're there to see
Apparently time flying by good shit going on nonstop
I'm balling on em like Utah when they was playing with John

give her all my love
Yeah, I drive her everywhere (yeah)
There's one place I won't go
I call that place my home (yeah)
Subway sandwich
She da best hoe

Man you talking shit to me like you even in the same ball park
You can't see me, I'm like John cena bitch
I am a all star
Got him in heavy motion,

down with drums and sticks and I'm hitting shit

When  I was a kid I didn't have shit
I fell in love with instruments
I play with drums and sticks

The year I was born was 1991
I was my father's first biological son
I had one older brother, he was seven at the time
He didn't know his real dad,

I think I love her for real
I think I want this forever
It's crazy the way that she makin' me feel
We go together like Bonnie and Clyde
Ain't no

split no bullshit once you get hit
Death by strangulation with Rosary Beads
If you strict catholic
You're Arabic, King of Nazareth
I'm John Huston, listen

shit,
make a nigga wonder sometime fa real 
(ohhh oooohh do it againnnn, do it againnn)

[Verse 1:]
Now if I ain't have shit would she still love,
a nigga

thicker then miracle
These niggas John Starks in the finials
You see they shooting they shot but they missing too
Aww man that's pitiful fake love that's

Stay by the whipper
Through the pillow how I deliver
Almighty moving this mafia godfather figure
Price is on me couple of dollars
Gonna put me in

You know I keep it gangster (Gangster)
You know I keep it real (Real)
Let's see how much pain you feel by that stainless steel (Steel)
Askin' how

had the snapchat geekin'
I never had a reason to fabricate
I'm gettin' so much love so they bound to hate
Touchin' big bills, damn I love this lane

kin
She love when we gettin it in we gettin it in
Drippy drippy liquor drippin on me
While I step in Guisepe's I'm never lonely
If he by my side then I

I've been tested molested invested
An still came out greatly
American gigolo like john bailey
I've been Down since twenty eight
An still winning by

my hands to it
Make you feel different
The will sufficient
If It's real it's unanimous
I love it when she expound on topics
It get cut short when

[Intro: "interviewer" (Skinnyman)]
"So Skinnyman, now that you've signed a deal with talkin loud and your currently
recording your album, how's this

into a thug
Throw that ass into the street
Show him no more love
I guess these cats have brought reality
From the one of above
Too deep in the game,

the county
Trying to find a better way
Surrounded by these debts to pay
Looking for a brighter day
But still it's all the same
Nothing new
Several distractions