Lyrics:
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy
Living in a box under the stairs
In the corner of the basement of the house
Half a block down
the world
Is fall in love by walks of all men and women, it's all boys and girls
When you feel your life's too hard
Just go have a talk with Good
[Snoop
praise 'em
Cause without 'em we'd be nothin, plus our kids they gotta raise 'em
While we, out and about and seein what life has to offer
But if you offer
Let it go Let this angel life go
Let yourself go
Time is passin' 'til the cops come
Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress
in your life
(Ayo shout out to Kim Hairston by the way
Changing the world one day at a time)
And He gat the answers to the prayers
All you need is just
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
The way that I search for them boys on the backstreet (One)
And what the fuck's rap (Turn turn)
When I'm still live in the T
Just last night I had to flush
so wonderful to be loved by you
To be loved by you
These hallways they take me back
To when you'd take me by the hand
And show me off 'cause I am
don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna neva
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life has just began
You
Oi, oi
It's Black Soda man, you know what the fuck going on
Shit, make a wish boy
I wish I call her and tell her that I love her
I bet on my life
went according by the laws of the world above
They showed us physically, we could reach infinity
But mentally, through the century we lost our identity
to sow beneath the brilliant sun
And to lead a lone and wretched life till their career was run.
Well it's now our money is all spent, we must go to sea
a smash, blast
How long will it last 'til the poor get more cash?
Until then, raise up
Tell my young black males, blaze up
Life's a mess don't stress,
the population happy with improved technology
And so on I saw it isn't really money we like
But the things our money has bought and why
Because it makes life
long will it last 'til
The po' get mo' cash until then, raise up!
Tell my young black males, blaze up!
Life's a mess don't stress, test
I'm givin' but be
what's really wrong with these racist days
I honor the strong and pity the weak
Your thoughts run your life, be careful what you think
Haiti beat
We were children who played
On the backstreets of border towns
And we dreamed of the day when we might run away
To where the good life was found
a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans
Towns run by young guns, Outlawz and truants
Shit's
the most on U.S. airplay from Iron Maiden. Ain't that funny. It's the best
one that they ever played. Well I guess their answer would say that's f'king life
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
life for god and for good
I don't know what to say except if you or your brothers or friends want to come visit
We have movies in our small chapel here
a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans
Towns run by young guns, Outlawz and truants
Shit's
i'm taking our love off life support
'Cause I do what I say and I say what I mean mean mean
If you ain't doing same we ain't on the same team
And if
between these hollow walls
Hoping to find in me
The answers to the test that stumped them all
"The boy is simply crazy
Suffering from delusions
We
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