Lyrics:
Bring him home.
He's like the son I might have known
If God had granted me a son.
The summers die
One by one
How soon they fly
On and on
And I am old
a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans
Towns run by young guns, Outlawz and truants
Shit's
they're made of stone
A savior's a nuisance to live with at home
Stars often fall, heroes go unsung
And martyrs most certainly die too young
So thank you
And you walk out the door
Cause you can't take anymore
You don't know wrong from right
As you walk by
All the young girls gonna wink their eye
You
I tried to break away from you
From the spics and blacks and the gum you chew
Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs
By the faggy park
as cold as the clay.
"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly walked by.
"Come an' sit down beside me an'
Boominati turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah (Metro)
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
I'm on that dope again, I'm on that flow again
the good die young
If that's the case I guess I'll be dead by 21
Should I have some kids now
To carry on my legacy sorry lemme stop
My thought are getting
heather
And hear the west wind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's
heather
And hear the westwind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's
everybody came around
Welcome, it's here!
Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall, we were a cover story, "Now in stores"
Make us poster
father's own father stood huddled
With the tired and hungry and scared
Turn of the century pilgrims
Bound by the dream that they shared
They were standing
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Oh-oh,
to comprehend
Go and talk to someone
Don't just talk yourself
Or you'll die by yourself
Buried in your pain
you all the energy, times it by five
It's too late for you to die young
'Cause they'll never know where you were coming from
It's too late for you
sleeping with me
As the years they pass us by (the years, the years, the years, the years, the years)
We stay young through each other's eyes (each
need a watch, the time is now or never
Tell my niggas love, I die behind this shit
A nigga counting money, you niggas counterfeit
Real nigga nigga,
Narrator
This they did and made the most of it
Tore his coat and flung him in pit
Brothers
Let us leave him here,
All alone, and he's bound to die
the day I die, yeah
You see I'm not ashamed tonight
To say these words to the young lady
That I met at the metropolis of Los Angeles, California, huh
you're looking for the real thing
He can show you where it went
There's the young faith healer, he's a woman stealer
He will cure by his command
When
super wet, need a boat (need a boat)
Niggas tryna run my way, let 'em float (let 'em die)
Put my young bull on the chain 'cause I miss Snupe (miss
of your woes
Just steal yourself a holiday
Crouching by the door
Ride and sway to music's pain
Searing with the sides
Caress it with a lover's touch
Dodge her call like (brr)
Steady on top (steady on top)
Better believe
They keep praying on my fall, y'all better believe
I'ma die on top (die
Just steal yourself for holy death
Crouching by the door
Writhe and sway to music's pain
Searing with asides
Caress death with a lover's touch
For it
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