Lyrics:
You actin' like you can't make no time for me
So I'm puttin' down this receiver
Cause if you don't know by now just how much I need ya
Then you'll
The definition of a ghetto queen
And you should see that apple bottom in jeans
I met her on a Sunday
One day she walkin' down the runway
5'5", so fine
What
Underground in they casket, ancestors turning
I'm learning something every day, there is no Lazarus
Words like God is Greek or Latin
So if you study Egypt,
You say, lean on me.
I lean on you and find
That you have got the strength
To get me through my day
You say, trust in me
I trusted you and so
So, I am in the twilight of my youth
Not that I'm going to remember
And have you seen the moon tonight,
Is is full?
Still burning its embers
together, got to keep it moving straight
Love like we mean forever, so that people can relate
If you're rolling to your left, don't forget I'm on the right
Benz
I've got a whole boat load of friends
I'm gonna be on CMT someday
But in my real world
Things don't always turn out so good
Like you wish
Two thousand years gone by and going strong
Well never fear my love it won't be long
You say you've had enough, it seems so wrong
Now it's
I'd like to know
I stop
Sit next to you because you seem so blue and pray nothings wrong
Baby I don't want to see us burn down and go up in smoke
here from the truth
(time)
And I don't know how we
Woke up one day somehow thought we knew
Exactly what we're supposed to do
(together)
So leave me
[Havoc]
It be a buck-fifty, your chance of runnin is infinte
Slugs that leave niggas drugged like a chick slip the Mickey
I'm so on the low it'd
Trice]
A derelict who inherited hustle
My heritage married the street struggle
Like a couple of a great unk's ago (yeah)
So this blood streams through
Hey, mister bartender
Please don't be so slow
I've got time for one more round
And a six pack to go
Tomorrow mornin's Sunday,
I'm gonna be
your smile
Fillin' your time
On small talk
And cheap wine
Knowing in your heart there was someplace
That you'd rather be
So right or wrong,
I
So your day begins like this
Wondering what might have been
Old regrets and chances missed
Borne away on some lambent wind
The job's okay, so it
a few a felony, done committed e'ry crime
But never braggin on, just want you to see me what I done done
I'm never proud of it, so I don't have to go
aim
Can't stop me from scoring so they results are just hacking
So there's, three of us now,- me, A.I. and Shaq'n
From the look to the as I say
no journey's end
Here is my heart and I give it to you
Take me with you across this land
These are my dreams, so simple and few
Dreams we hold in
'em, so I started wearin' khaki suits
I was 12 smokin' chronic, in '92
I had a choice, be like Mike, or be like you
I made a choice, now its be Crip
case you got lost again
Just in case you run out of friends
Here I am
It's so easy just to rip and to tear
So here I am
What you need the most
shouldn't we?
So come on darling, feel your spirits rise
Come on children, open up your eyes
God is all around, Buddha's us at the gate
Allah hears your
Dude I'm so over you
You don't even have a clue
All you did was make me blue
You didn't even make me, come on!
You're so self-involved
You're
space boy
You had
hand girls boy
and steel boy
You had chemicals boy
I've grown so close to you
Boy and you just grown boy
She said come over come
I'll be ok
So why aren't you the first to say
Today I'm born again
Call it a big mistake
To see it fade away
But the problem's not with me
So now
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