Lyrics:
bitch
You better respect this, I step quick
'Cause I got a vicious right hand, but ya know what?
My left is quick
Silkk, you the type of nigga
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
we taught education was the number one thing
(Every one of you, from your oldest brother) anyway
He came back, determined to do what he was
second you spend there
You lose a little more
Of your mind each time
Stop Living in the Past
Cause life only goes so fast
I thought you'd see by now
laughing hysterically
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White
laughing hysterically
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White
Before one morning I don't wake up
You make your mistakes, your mistakes never make ya
I'm too obsessed with going down as a great one
And if you wait
here by herself tonight- she said that she don’t mind
Gave a nod to the bouncer, gave him a sweet little kiss
He opened up the velvet rope, she wasn’t
a little kid at a three ring circus
I don't want to gain the whole world and lose my soul
Don't wanna walk away let me hear the people say
(I like that
a little piece of mind, talkin' bout
Them ghetto classics (ghetto), ghetto classics
Huh, 2, 3, 4
What the hell are we fighting for?
Passing off
the Mojave Desert... their voices echoing through the canyons of your minds (POO-AAH!)
"ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?"
(Howard Johnson's! Howard
bitch
You better respect this, I step quick
'Cause I got a vicious right hand, but ya know what?
My left is quick
Silkk, you the type of nigga
the way life goes
You know I know what I don't know
'Cos real life clocks in, and goes
And day by day we find
The more you think, the more you lose your
after death
With that you never worry about your last breath
Death comes, that's how I'm livin', it's the next days
The flesh goes underground,
Play by my rules, and fuck the plan!
Money on my mind saw these haters in a way
Having conversation with the paper every day
I ain't talking short
I remember a time
My frail, virgin mind
Watched the crimson sunrise
Imagined what it might find
Life was filled with wonder
I felt the warm wind
And Life Goes On
[Chorus]
She was sixteen, maybe seventeen
I was eighteen, nineteen maybe a little bit more
(was she a little more), ha ha
Yeah, huh,
to destroy man kind
With every murder I lose it little more of my damn mind
And I ain't got much left to lose nigga ,so don't snooze nigga
I'm telling yous
see it in her eyes don't let this pass you by
If it's all in your head why leave it left unsaid
If it's just on your mind you're gettin left behind
[Chorus]
Midnight love
Troubles plots on thee mind
Midnight love
Leave your back door open
Midnight love
This heaven's ready for me
Midnight
again
and pull another left hand
fifty shots to win
i can't lose its impossible
plus i got a chopper fifty shots about to droppin' you
i be 'bout
up when that shit gets old?
Maybe it never gets old and that's just how it goes
Last table left in Carbone
Callin' plays on a rotary phone
I take
to those [?] days
And I ain't been the same since I left 6th grade
My mind's strayin', you think I had the biggest heart
Taking walks with abuela in the park
of December
I pace back and forth looking for the courage to shine
But can't tap the source need something to nourish my mind
I know we all lose quite a bit
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