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throw the grands up, and what? I gotta prosecute to get what's mine in the nine lime It's my time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine lives
know, she was a good person for certain I know V-Town, California where I was born, raised and grown And since 1979 I been a hustler on the go You
Let's begin What where why or when Will all be explained Why destruction is a game See I'm not insane In fact I'm kind of rational
that 808 drop while my GLOCK 40 hit Everybody duckin' and divin' I get to light 'em up Headshot, 44, ERIC can get your body dumped Leave you in the back
Hey guys Let me start by apologizing to you For the way everything went down On Saturday i had a statement typed Ready to post to you Guys but
cleaner I'm desperate for the fame and you Can tell by my demeanor I want it bad, I need her I'm thinking I'm in love Yo if fame was a drug I Would die if I
the trap back in the suitcase Another punk had to fry I don't want to do it but yo I gotta live and let die "Earlier this morning, five cops were
I will never be controlled again Not by panic and not by fear Don't care what my mental health does next I swear I'm gonna live my life to the fullest
I know that they're old, I know that an old star has a soul, When I die, A laser beam sent back a box for you, And tucked inside, Was
find you in my life If they talk down, it's okay I was tryna find myself, so I needed my space And no matter where I live I feel like I can't stay I was
Or block my path This is day by day by day I’m moving forward I’m still not sure if home is where I’m from or where I’m going While I’m alive pain will not
where i sleep, now give me my key [Verse 8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
and then I build it back Blood ties , shorty tweak me take out your bloodline Shots fired, man that shit so sad because a cop died Fuck Plies I'm the one
Wish we could go back and just live it in slow motion Wish we could go back and just like it in slow motion Baptize me in the moonlight by the ocean
Now why this man's soul was bleeding The angel had to understand So invisible, he stood by him And then gently touched his hand Which
leave? I miss my dog but she died I was twenty-one last time I cried Now I'm almost twenty-five That's another half her life gone by I miss the one before
we got, Tell me where the light go, Where the light at, I’m searchin' bring the light back, Bought a beam make it boom, Centerfold up in my room, But
a blind man with that distant look You take me where I have to stay I couldn't hear those three things you were saying Cause my mind was away to a big
Lessons All of those L’s Were just some investments Where’s the encouragement We live in a world where Evil is worshipped I might just perish And go
to stay I told them I was happy so the pills they came and took them away And now I’m struggling day by day What else can I say What can I do What’s
maybe could mack a baby hoodrat Y'all remember way back then, when it was 1985 All the way live, I think I was about ten One of those happy little
clabama Guitar Man Written by Melvin Knoblett - 2016 I was born in the country on the other side of that mason dixon line. In all of my yankee
a mark I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch! You'd better watch your back Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat Cause Life is
it's my muthafuckin last one Every nigga and they mama askin why But I'm in the game live by the game And in the game I'ma die And if I die or should
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