Search results for 'just a memory by the notorious big' Page #108

death went and hit me like a shotgun
I just stare at this screen, cry my self to sleep
As I wish I could relive them memories
My relation with this shit

thickness
Closure, if you're really so sure you don't need me
Just make sure you really see me
('Cause I live life like I'm dreaming)

Chase another bag by

Taking Bob Dylan

Jen Foster

Thirty-Nine

2009

to throw that sweet memory away
The book by Fitzgerald that I bought for your birthday
Is packed in a box with my love letters you saved
And you're taking

My girl there
Blessed thing 
Pretty face
Beauty
Body set
I'm talking big things 
Make a Nigga come thru with the wet dreams
Waist line... mad thing

cheat, gotta steal 
Gotta kill just to get by 
I smoke emcees to get high while perceivin the lies 
Sayin my drive is all wrong, but at least I can ride

I just walked right by them
And toward the Notre Dame
Hoping that this big ol' church
Would take away my pain

Why did you have to say goodbye?
Why

It ain't about the fame, not at all
It's about the freedom
Born to lose
Built to win
Hustle to overcome the struggles that we in
Followed by trouble

surpass
With God by my side
I'll never fear the sunrise
So
As I can't do much else
I'll bow my head and pray
Amen to the struggle
To the triumphs on display

mugu like LL in a gap ad wearing Fubu 
When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind I hear my memories call
In 96 I

a lot about you
I can't get you off my mind
I know I fucked up big time
But if you could give me just one last chance to show you
That I'm not all bad
I

gotta peep by any means necessary
If you want that bag, get off your ass and get some money
Shit like muscle memory, just like a bee making some honey

niggas you wanna be fried
Some of you niggas you gone end up sad
Fearing no demons they sleep by my bed
Aggressive bitches, yeah that's a red flag
Learned

me
What you sayin' to me
Ten racks all just for the dog don't trip
Know I keep the mask on me like the cough gon' slip
Nigga you could see the mag

the Lord for guiding this young man along the way
Say joy cometh in the morning, DJ Sway
So I take it day by day
And as I lay awake, the memories on replay,

was just happy that we could be friends
But if I knew it'd be like this I wouldn't have vibed with
The memories hiding the lens
Yeah, CR you already

ain’t have to do me dirty
We was kissing in your car until 3:30
In the morning am I boring you?
This is all according to the memories I’m sorting through

on bread that wasn't mine
I dragged every last excuse but I was burdened by the truth and I was tired
Well I ain't no kind of outlaw and I never claimed

keepers and a nigga found it first 

It was just a different time			
Nickelodeon was still rocking with the slime 
Half of the trees was too big for us

living know what happened there. The memory of it has gradually disappeared, like the town itself: fields gone fallow, husks of abandoned barns fallen in

But then the memory fades
And I'm just stuck in a daze
All the smiles that you gave
All the things that you say
Sometimes I puff on my joint
Tears cry

I do in the meantime
Hope to get a big deal in this lifeline
God told me you a star you gon shine
By the end of dawn you'll be an icon
I know you've

always use past tense
Just like the word to rhyme this I'm gonna need it again
I'm off balance
I’m trying out some new talents
Plate full like eight liters

ain't gone miss you (They won't)
You treated bro just like ya fam, till you found out that he dissed you
Loyalty is hard to come by, you was convinced

Walking After Midnight

Boondox

Krimson Creek

2008

nobodies gonna die 
I'm just looking for the answers to the questions that I'm asking 
More lost then when I started darted 
This means that time is