Lyrics:
Hey what's that in the alley with a knife in her hand
I think it's that girl from the autograph stand
She looks kind of sad, does she understand
When you're walking down the street
You never know I'm around
But I am there and I'm watching
Everywhere you go
I'm the eye from outer space
All I can do is sit back and watch it change
Hesitating I don't know what to say
Oh you love me?
Never understood my pain
I don't know what to think
that love bought you clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Bills fly higher every day
We receive much lower pay
I'd rather stay young, go
Hey what's that in the alley with a knife in her hand
I think it's that girl from the autograph stand
She looks kind of sad, does she understand
head, surrounded by these spirits is dead
Who are you to trust and who I am to judge it?
This is do-or-die, suicide on a budget
You can hate or love it
head, surrounded by these spirits is dead
Who are you to trust and who I am to judge it?
This is do-or-die, suicide on a budget
You can hate or love it
I'm passing them by
Dublin Town
Bright lights all around
All the different sounds
Concrete surrounds
You need a few pounds or there's nothing to do
No
That's A Fact
Dawg hoes eatin cat in the back from the back
Ima G Ima stack Ima band Ima rack
Off the lid & the thrax
Where you at in the Raq
It
love fuckin' freaky hoes
Hit her on camera
Told that bitch to do a freaky pose
Dawg touched me and got fired on by Micke
Doggy bone pieces ain't hittin'
Street walker, name dropper, night stalker, one night stands.
Young lover, you're undercover, a drug runner, playing with the band.
You're
street niggas know the plugs
All the women dat u want I done fucked
Nd if I ain’t hit em den it’s comming soon
Lil weed lil wine just set the mood
Love
I do me, I ain't never give a fuck about the next wave
I done seen so many entertainers come and go
So I'ma blow up while the street is like a sex
Girl I truly love when you by my side
And damn it set the mood when you on my right, nothing else to it
Yeah you my life, I gotta watch my moves,
girl up but first I pack my lip
We head on back to my crib
Stopped on the street and robbed by a Crip (put em' up)
And I don't give a single shit
A man
up next one you’re down
Things never change but we try and get by
It’s been many years but I never gave up
I’m walkin' on the streets over broken
on like fourteen years of rapping by now
I had to learn how to produce because my friend was a snap
Ain’t never pay him for a session I just threw him
the death of me
And I see you and I die inside
I wanna pull you off off the street and tell you you're the one
Take me on
I'm in love
Have me all
I dont know
sad to clean
Let alone answer to you, oh
Will is on the phone with the first girl that he loves
You’ve been in this place before
It’s not that no one
the death of me
And I see you and I die inside
I wanna pull you off off the street and tell you you're the one
Take me on
I'm in love
Have me all
I dont know
by the feds
Well fuck that, I'm a bust back, I'm the best
From the East to the West, there's no competition
Love for my city, where I grew up, where I
you’re mine
Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design?
I feel so alone on a Friday night
Can you make it feel like home if I tell you
Met on a passenger seat
You were feeling me through your feet
Smokin' and fuckin', it's cold on the street
New obsession, you were my treat
Swear
just sad to say
And ian see it coming i was to blinded by the fake love
They gone lock me for domestic violence the way i been abusing these drugs
It put
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