Lyrics:
to go out and dance at night
We'd cross the street and you'd hold my hand
Same man now that you were back then
Young kids good for nothing but high
do you say?
This is the story of my life
And I write it everyday
And I hope you're by my side
When I'm writing the last page
This is the story
to more green backs than
Feathers to a bird's wing
Creep MC's people's heads are full
Of your worthless garbage a bunch o' bull
My stuff got you started, no
room, making up your bed
And if your diary's full that week you'll send us lot instead
Send us lot instead, put a poppy by my lovers bed
We
invented
So all I do is rap and ***, imagine how I stroke
See how I was flowing on my last cassette?
Rapid-fire like I'm blasting a Tec, never jam
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
Another day is going by
I'm thinking about you all the time
But you're out there and I'm here waitin'
And I wrote this letter in my head
'Cause
(VERSE 1)
Last night a lady came knocking on my door
Knock knock open up, ain?t seen her before
"What?s your name?", she said to me, "You look
in a trance
And my spirit was lifted from me
And if only someone had the chance
To witness what happened to me
And I danced and I pranced
want's another chance, I can't accept that you have left
That you have left
And if I failed you, well I swear I tried my best
But now you're gone, so
out the streets
Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak
To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen
Read a book and exercise, keep
wind up
One step behind
Now I've made my mind up
Today I'm gonna try a little harder
Gonna make every minute last longer
Gonna learn to forgive
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
invented
So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke
See how I was flowing on my last cassette?
Rapid-fire like I'm blasting a Tec, never jam
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
the daytime with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night
You expect me to just let you hit it
But
the streets
Death's in the air, I can taste it through the heat
My partner's goin' fast I don't think he's gonna last
And if he don't, I'ma hit his wife with
or follow your own?
One last chance, one last scream
Before your future will be carved in stone
Knock, a knock on my door
Please revoke what you're
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
Last year my melody, but still complete
Providing musical energy for the street
Laying records are smooth for maximum effect
Jump track patt-erns
back
See, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge
Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called
and you're lunchmeat by 9:30
Well you've got the moves but your hair is so last year
And you've got the attitude but you're wearing your headgear
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