Lyrics:
Know when you see faces in the dark
Silhouettes in the corner of your eyes
It's a fair assumption leave its mark
A trace in mind where you broke
the tracks
Hoping to played it back, all right
Lucky me, lucky you
They're givin' us a two minute warning
Oh, my heart
Changing the way I kill
By
toward
Greatness, carry forward, i salute you
Dodging devils by design
Should be a crime the way my
Words revolve around the rhyme
Moms nagging swear i
build around it
My own circle, never cornered, just surrounded
Too far along to admit that I'm at square one
Backtracking into a corner where I can care
explain
What you do to me
My whole world has changed
I'm living a fantasy
Tonight I'm in the mood
Please take me by your hand
I want to get in your
on broad day
Gangsta gangsta we gangsta
Gangsta gangsta we gangsta
Like I'm 2 pac I keep me 2 glocks niggas smoking rojee
When I'm smoking on some good
I've got a quarter in my pocket of an apple left to eat:
It's a wonder that I'm standing on my own two feet.
In the shadow of a thousand veiled
me
Lord) the wrong that I had done in my life
I don't know no other way to survive out here
(Wrap your arms around me, Lord)
I got a whole bunch
by little
You whittled me down
Blow by blow
The crashing sound
The man in the middle
The middle ground
Blow by blow
I came around
I was a boy once
Bad
glasses"
Where's them bitches with the big round asses?
Me and me homie just wanna be tuff
Bring two bitches then switch 'em up
It was 3:35, the strip
And comparin to me, ya frill healy
Maze who come nearly
Some the Projects thru youngers
Gun shit confronted
By jakes poppin up like late walkers
All around, all
all the haze, I'm feelin' crazy, tryin' to turn down all the demons around me
On the corner of my mind, they schemin' on me
I just want some
yourself a goat
Skin all in, so ease up on throttle
No role model and your life is out the bottle
The roll of the dice on the corner of the street
You
them bitches with the big round asses
Me and me homie just want to be tuff
Bring two bitches then switch'em up
It was 3:35 the strip was lit
Every
Just outside the place
Two people face
Each other merely by chance
Abandoned by words
And the purpose they serve
It stops them right in their
Cotton club, throwing dice out on the corner
Between the tip top inn and the church of god oh oh
You can hear the old bulldog bark
At the two men
You're always breaking my heart as we stand on the corner
Out in the dark, a tender embrace
Get in the taxi and go for two weeks you'll spend
To play around with the boundaries, beat's hotter than a foundry
Less beef than a pantry, don't call me Tom like Landry
Call me Al like Simon with
granny's while me mammy was at work
And she couldn't watch my every move so shit I started servin'
Around Frazier Home, down in the West Side projects
petty hustlers out there
How to have it yo' way (okay); Get Dough Or Die (yeah) floss at all cost (yeah)
Cash out, mash out, brought to you by, Grand
And it stay around
Pointin' to the joint, put the Buddha down
Goin', goin', gettin' to the roots
Ain't givin' it up
So turn me loose
But then again I
off
Make a couple laps around the bar
When I’m with you girl we going hard
Baby I’m just tryna show you off
Verse 2
I don’t wanna waste no
with that Glizzy down to catch a body
Ridin' around, I'm ridin'
And I'm slidin' on any fuck nigga claimin' they want it
When there's beef we on your
no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: "why aren't you in school? "
Put my gun up to her head
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