Lyrics:
and the truth was distorted
My peers on the West won't speak up, so I will
Rodney O & Joe Cooley goin for the kill
The crew of two don't care if we cause
[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets
Written By Knight/McIntosh
I never see you anymore, you're absent without leave
In life I learned a lot of things and what it brings to ya
And how
Smile
I Hope I Will See It Again
So Please Call Me Baby
Please Please Call Me Now
Sitting By The Phone All Day And Night
Trying To Make It Sound
I
my thing, I'm kinda getting a little tired of all that's hidden
That's the reason I'ma speak my mind
Keep from going insane now work with it
We in
a school and my tuition
Use support yuh music thing
I was di day shift
Di late shift
Come back and was yuh night shift
Support dis
We build dis
Put up wid
for forever and a day
Just to die
And someday soon
You will die
It was the only woman you ever loved
That got burnt by the sun too often when she
Sometimes things can get crazy
But, there's no reason to go run and hide
I haven't heard from you lately
The days and nightâ??just keep on passing by
(Word Up)
(Hightower on the boards, knah what I'm sayin, my man Mo)
(Yo, but, there is a lot of negativity flowing through hip-hop these
days
Walking down the street
By the house we knew
Weeds command the garden where
Our roses grew
Children I don't know
Climb our apple tree
And scar
make my day
Mid-part:
I would never let you go
As long as feelings glow
I wouldn't change a thing on you
You are always in my heart
We'll never be apart
I'm a Miracle
(Written by John Redmon and Vila Germany)
(I) He asked me a question but I failed to answer him. He asked
practice out on the back of my head
Sure makes things interesting, makes a killer think twice
Bout hanging my guns up in the basement and take some
Lessons
It took me so long to realize
That I'm away from old days
I shed a tear or two in life
It doesn't make me a weaker yeah!
I remember all thing I've
down the crouch
Hold a Beretta close under the leather coach
Y'all niggas better hope I don't revert
To all my street tactics
The modern day sunny
I heard a grey-haired old
Musician say
That on the vaudeville circuit
Back in his day
They said the two worst nights
You could ever play
Were Sunday
Everyone wants to go no one can get in
There’s this thing called Club 33
It’s a really big deal
You can’t get in no matter what
The only way to go
always reading
About someone else's success
It's hard to understand what's underneath
The lining of these suit's
We're motivated by the same thing with
from a thing
But running towards the plain hard fact that I belong by
Dandelions and fresh sunflowers
I'm somewhere between Kansas and coal
holding out to see the light turn it’s getting darker by the circumstance
Just a shogun hoping he can fight worms in a world he isn’t sure is worth
How can I go wrong?
Black on black Range, seven seats
I can fill it up with the gang all day
Put the kids in there, and I know they're safe
Tryna
hot, and hot is what I got
For you!
Now on a sultry summer day
Some consummate with consommé
Yes, as a rule it keeps things cool
As mountain air
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