Lyrics:
sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing
And in my head I paint a picture
'Cause since
to know
The girlie was Def and she wanted to go
I think her name is Lucy but they all call Loose
I think I thought I seen her on eighth and forty
like a melody in my head
In the bed of my truck
By the light of the midnight moon
Baby, I see you
Don't know what you did, but you done it good
You
my queen
You got over him when I got in between
Watching Martin on TBS as it was tedious
For us to eat TV dinners every time we was famished
But it
N the land of my dreams
You're sweeter than ever before
In the land of my dreams
You love me so much more
I am over here so I'll stay
You'll never
yo head high, we might take you up out yo body
Me and my mossy motherfuckers life of the party
Give it to me baby you know what I'm lookin fo'
A super
on
[E-40]
We like to mob, M.O.B. my organization of business, why'all
Fuck with me and I route you'll never see another Christmas
Expect Nicholas to be
frying[03:00.71]Lately I've really been hopeless[03:03.54]Been wasting my life yeah, I'm frozen[03:06.56]Surrounded by people[03:07.97]That don't give
inside were so quiet
But you stood by my side
Night after night, night after night
You loved me back to life, life
From the coma
The wait is over
Follow me down to the water
Through the tripwires in your head
Through the seven layers
Of your holy bed
Where there is no warm guard
By the cities
open sleigh
A day or two ago,
I thought I'd take a ride,
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank;
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
down
Gotta get my head together, my head together
I been tryna keep my head together
A beat down
I've been hangin' by a thread
With my feet over
and they like the A-Team
Keep my head on the swivel when I serve a dope fiend
Upgraded to a digital from a triple beam
Fucking with me, you better be real
the passer-bys play my sweep
South-side, Sunnyside
Is the blocks I run, South Acres, South Park
Niggas all got guns
Over here we got this code Charlie, get
St Lawrence river, a quarter to five[00:10.05]You ask if I'm swimming and I didn't think twice[00:15.20]My head
So now it's over let the spot light fade
I hear the music slowly fade away
And now i find it hard to say good bye
So I'll just say good night my
by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap
And then I flush it
Home[00:18.62]Yeah, we sometimes leave[00:23.93]Away from our families[00:29.54]To grow and to age[00:40.20]Then I always ponder[00:46.77]How it
her head to my chest
We started to pet and that's when I get
Her talcum all over my vest
After I kind of straighten my tie
She has to borrow my comb
in my arms
To share the happy years
I turn my head away
To hide the helpless tears
Oh, how I hate
To see October go
I should be over it now I
of the mountain
With his head hung down, Lord, Lord, with his head hung down
Well, then the high sheriff, he told Lazarus
He says, ""Lazarus, I come to arrest
Medallion on, Dove soap on the fresh cut
With soap suds on the Mac-11
My big lion haven't ate since twelve
And it's after seven
We feed the nigga like forty
cry[01:04.36]I wish that you would get out of my head[01:12.87]I wish that you would get out of my head[01:36.62]Sometimes I think about how[01:40.50]Maybe you're
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