Lyrics:
peeping out the few coming outta the back do'
Hang, on the darkside ride,
Pick up your tec and let fly, why?
I, die, by all ah my, unremorsefullest times
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
'em down
Turn 'em into shopping malls the hood is like a ghost town
Haunted by souls who thought that time stood still
Just live your life
the pressure
Your back's against the wall
Love is gaining on you
You're just about to fall
If you're afraid to love
Afraid to take a chance
You better hide
a shellfish or a sheep
Don't you come for me
No, not today (woah)
You're calculated
I got your number
'Cause you're a joker
And I'm a courtside killer
(follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I've been driving around your side of this town
Like nine frickin' hours and forty-five minutes now
gots tough love
Unglove the news, watch a nigga transfuse
Dirty add to the fuse, heavy at the booze
I don't walk, I get carried
Gold and platinum
judge my pain if you don't know the shit that I'm against
The Percocet, it take your pain away (pain away)
One nigga tellin' will take the gang away
So she took to runnin' round all over town
Ain't it funny how life turns out that way
The years have tumbled by Bobby turned an ol' blind
outta town
Cause you just lost your job
How did we get so affected
Cause I think
Love is love reflected
Time
Don't let it slip away
Raise yo' drinkin'
clothes you cant tell by the tag
I don't mean to boast and brag but them hoes around you hating
They just waiting on you to slip so I could leave yo ass
triggers
Picasso price his head
I got some killers that'll love to take his life for bread
Get on 'em, we want him dead (uh)
Step up yo' game (game),
slide,
as I take you on a trip nigga ride (East Side).
Nate (Daz):
Do you remember back on the East Side?
Where all us niggas used to love
There is a house in this old town,
And that's where my true love lays around.
And he takes other women right down on his knee
And he tells them
take my heart and leave me with
I don't know why
You say that you love me now why would you lie
You say that you love me now how could you lie
How
Pray you don't
Lose your place
Dead of night
Underway
All your days
Pass you by
Sun will rise
On your lonely, lonely nights
Pray you sleep tonight
believe the shit I did the night we were at your mom's
I got a page from out of town, lied and said it was my job
Grabbed my hat, coat, gloves and scarf
on a skeletal body
I'm physically going to waste
Feel my eyes and the tongue of a killer
I'm a humanoid logic machine
Don't touch me with your painted little
on a skeletal body
I'm physically going to waste
Feel my eyes and the tongue of a killer
I'm a humanoid logic machine
Don't touch me with your painted little
Nelson, (Willie Nelson)
True dat lil be ,
But lets play ping-pong,
Here take a swig of some of this make your stomach bleed,
About to re-check
knows by now
So every chance you take don't mean a thing
What variations can you bring
To this shopworn melody
And every year goes by like a tollin'
to teach
Your wife a thing or two
Come here to this illegal place for joys
And teach your wife this way to grow new boys
I'll take you by your hand
And show
Come what may, we'll make a better day
So don't waste your time crying tears
The church closed down they got the bells locked in
They got the killer
love me (I know you don't love me)
Talkin' bad about me when I'm outa town
I know you don't love me (I know you don't love me)
You givin' me hugs but
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