Lyrics:
it around the corner but me not breathin is a pound of blogna
I keep fightin and I'm tryin to get right in my mind brian
'cause one day I'm gonna see
eternity
I'm gonna stay right here by your side,
Do my best to keep you satisfied
Nothing in this world could ever drive me away
Everyday you'll hear
' like me
Where your roots run?
Smoke, he talkin' that shit, nigga, where you from? (Inglewood)
We can do somethin'
Bro keep talkin' that shit, you
faith in me always
Proof, you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise from these ashes
Come right back on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards
get sent to God, dog
You know it's backwards to go against God, dog
Whoever gets a whiff of the base is loaded like the World Series
Steve Jobs died,
played the game, you fooled me from the start
Well I'm hanging up my heart, in the lodge in the bunkhouse
I don't wanna be wounded by the wrong kind
blastin' out your deck
She loves me, such passion, you'd expect
This sort of reaction from her, yet you strong-arm
You're fuckin' corny, you try to turn
to argue and I'm in no mood to fight
So let the tears pass you by
Don't you cry, don't you cry, don't you cry
And I ain't gonna let this big world get
Seems like nothing's ever gonna change in my world
Every day is more the same old thing
But in the spring, I'm gonna graduate from hi school
Then I
"Oh my"
You ain't got to tell me why you're sick 'cause I know why
I dip through in that six-trey, like "Sick 'em, Dre"
I'm an itch that they can't
from the start
They couldn't tell me nothin'
They all tried to help me
Thе marijuana had my mind gone
It wasn't healthy
I travelеd places, caught cases
Here standing in the rain
The sun has gone again and nothing's gonna change
Time, I need a little time
As you slip out of sight
And nothing
what the world says
I'm gonna do what I was born to do
No turnin',
No runnin',
Nobody, no nothin'
Is gonna keep me from loving you
(Keep me from
hurts you ain't never meet 'em
You got niggas in the feds, you ain't even tryna feed 'em
I'm tryna free the world, that's how deep I'm in
I ain't goin'
' leaves nothin'
If you want to have something, then you better stop frontin'
What you gonna do when the five roll by
You better be ready, so you can ride
' leaves nothin'
If you want to have something, then you better stop frontin'
What you gonna do when the five roll by
You better be ready, so you can ride
(myles goodwyn/steve lang)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi
I had a date, and the hour was late
I was hitch-hikin' in the rain
The cars were
fall I'll pick you up, pick you up
You will grow until you go
I'll be right there by your side
Even then a whispering wind
Will call me to you in
your hands and show them what you got
Tonight we gonna jam from now until eternity
Don't you stop - make it hot oh!
And wave a flag because everybody
thriller)
And grisly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
(I'm gonna thrill
and they find you in the oceans
Yeah I said oceans, yeah I mean plural
My boy got a knife to turn a boy into a girl
We'll fuck up your world, no boos
me girl all the way now
Oh with you by my side
They just can't keep us down
Together we can make it girl
From the poor side of town
(So tell me
You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?"
I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me
Steve know not to wear that platinum shit
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
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