Lyrics:
thousands seen early graves
Victims of worldly ways, memories stays engraved
All my live brothers, is locked down with high numbers
The young hunger,
By one so small
Let love be in the hearts of all
Oh, I can't wait until the day
there's sunshine in their eyes
You and I may never see them cry
for holy hour
And I'm back out in the rain
It's been twenty years or more
Since I last said your name
I hear you live near Dallas now
In a house
streets for nineteen years and not leaving
My first priority's to reach twenty-one breathing
Forever beef, nobody will ever be even
So I grab the heat
By one so small
Let love be in the hearts of all
Oh, I can't wait until the day
there's sunshine in their eyes
You and I may never see them cry
streets for nineteen years and not leaving
My first priority's to reach twenty-one breathing
Forever beef, nobody will ever be even
So I grab the heat
I was like Fresh
Poppa raised me to chess moves
And though your gone I'm not bitter you left me prepared
We got divided by the years, but I got
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
in my heart
With unconditional love
[Verse One:]
Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings
All my peers doing years beyond drug
On a dark December morning
When the sun refused to shine
Spent another sleepless night
Got so much on my mind
Think I finally know what's
My mama gave me up when I was four years old
She didn't destroy my body but she killed my soul
Now it's cold 'cause I'm sleeping in my back seat
Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast
And I know, there'll never be peace (never)
That's why I keep my pistol when I walk the streets
'Cause
ourselves
So don't mind me if I repeat myself
These simple lines be good for your health
To keep them crime rhymes on the shelf
Live love life like you
How unfortunate this person has forced us to be blunt
No we wouldn't mind seeing her at Harrod's
But behind the jewelry counter, not in front
Could
surrounded by some real shit
Need credentials for every one of these Toronto kids
I promised they'd see it with me, we just trying to live
I told 'em we
by this foolishness
30 years old man still want nothing do with this
Try to find career and a beer on the weekend
And a freak he could take
Like kindergarteners
My vision's bothered by vigilantes that harbor on street corners
Try your hardest to harvest bundles of weed on ya
The starving'll
life was simple and sweet
Like it was on sycamore street
Not one care in the world
Not aware that time was quickly passing us by
Oh the memories
Many years before I kept track of the years I felt I would
Look back otherwise why did I write down everything that entered my mind
Check out these
your toast
By your third year in you, forgotten by most
Niggaz wife cut them out of they life, niggaz don't write
Friends actin' like they don't be
live niggas
Hit the strip, move them pies niggas
Drop a stack to get fly niggas
Roll the leaf and get high niggas
Hustle just to get by niggas
Yeah, you
coke and homicide leap
The other street opportunity, the chance to live sweet
Think positive k-nowledgement k-cypher complete
So you can be
I've been hear to shine on the black minds
Tell you like the last time, year of the grimy n*gga
Rag time, bad sign, flatline
"It's easy to get into
I've been hear to shine on the black minds
Tell you like the last time, year of the grimy n*gga
Rag time, bad sign, flatline
"It's easy to get into
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