Lyrics:
Raindrops are falling on my head
I'm just like a guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my
of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs
Smokin, not chokin', now what?
I'm fucked up
That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed
Keep rollin', (smokin',)
this big sky dome
Times are strange
and my mind could change
But honey your arms
Feel like home
I was born in October
Turned the hourglass over
My hair
Ever since I was a young boy,
I played the silver ball;
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played 'em all.
But I ain't seen nothin' like him
Stop smilin', and still don't nothin' move but the money
(Leavin' permanent scars, like getting splashed on the island)
Stop smilin', but still
Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was
rollin' down this highway
The windmills to the cotton fields
It's all goin' my way
Each town is new name, each night is a home game
United by the love
Around," and I'm haunted by my "Temptations"
Sexual participation, my motivation
Even though I like the way you work it
You don't deserve it cause you
innocence
Who's tears felt like rain
History remains the same
But one by one
They come up missing
Strangers thought I was sleepin'
Some life means
fucked up
Like a fucked up punk with a fucked up mouth
A nine inch nail, I'll get knocked the fuck out
Fucked up AIDS from fucked up sex
Fake-ass
make me get these burner gloves
I got the whole block jumpin like the Mardi Gras
Nothin but a dope fiend party y'all
I'm lovin this game, it's my
up babies
Just like we knew it would
All the neighbors are startin' up a fire
Burning all the old folks the witches and the liars
My eyes are
Locked up tight but holdin' the key
Clock keeps tickin' like it's laughin' at me
I wonder what spell I'm under
Days go by in a pulseless haze
Who's
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city
It was a one room shack that slept ten
I like the money, I need some endorsements
She wanna fuck in the back of the Porsche
King of my city, I roll up with bosses
Diamonds imported
I
down, had a rhythm review
Roll over Beethoven, they rockin' in two by two
Well, if you feel, like it
Go get your lover, then reel and rock it
Roll
As I walked by a dim café
And I looked through the door
I saw my Flo with her new love
And I couldn't stand no more
I couldn't stand no more
I took my
"And all my niggas in the pen
Here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from
A MAC-10" - 2Pac
I got eleven MAC-11's, thirty-eight 38's
Nine 9
my arms
Heaven must be wondering where you are
Lucky me to be the one to find
Someone like you this side of paradise
I know how lost I'd be
things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
That's why I'm with
Six foot six he stood on the ground
Weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down
To his knees by love
don't do much to preserve a man
And I'd like to see what it feels like to be
Nothin' to nobody, nothin' to nobody
I'm a keeper to my brother
I'm my
my words are for nothin'
I'm wasting my breath
Can't help but bring it up and
Beat the point to death
But my words are for nothin'
I just keep wasting
'cause shit get spicy
She on Demon Time, I get her a timepiece
Patek, niggas not lit, not like me
Can't get nothin' by me, my mind is 2090
¿Qué lo
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