Lyrics:
a carousel one endless night
Where most die for pies, some holdin' their chrome
A large percent die for causes not even their own
When the Inspectah Deck
there are two paths you can go by
For there's a wrong one
But there's still time to change the road you're on
Oooh
Can I take you up there?
what feels so wrong and as the time starts passing by and hours turn to days in their heads they can still hear Him say
I came for your questions
there are two paths you can go by
For there's a wrong one
But there's still time to change the road you're on
Oooh
Can I take you up there?
paths cross again
But for now, you must only listen and heed
There is, still hope. There are a few that remain
A few who can still bring order
giving up and I'll still be standing.
Here's my neglection to the lost cause of a dying affection.
Our cause and effect should not be exposed in
closer
If I'll fall on the way
If I should fall from you
Keep it real haven stay
Stand in line for what it's worth
It's not better so much worse
Look fuck that, take it how you wanna
Better get you a sign, and stand ya ass on the corner
Get off ya ass people, and go on get your hustle on
We all
nigga
W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga
This is Los, this is Los Angeles
This shit don't stop, I'm still stackin' my cash
you stand.
When all things come crashing in a sight that's clouded by the essence of sleeping pills.
With each second.
I have laughed at your demise.
In my eyes you can see the grief
My face can not cover the times which
Have now passed by
Always on the search for eternal death
Do you think
I study the veins on my mother's hands, as I did as a kid, but still can't understand, how she still stands. her wrinkled skin tells a tale. was it
what that mean to me
'cause shit be gettin' so damn real
You gotta find some direction
And the game's put to work and shaped to perfection
So by
A glass of wine stands on the table still
And flowers grace the window sill
You see a dim light shining from the fireplace
I notice you stare freezing cold
With sword in hand and our shields by our sides,
We march in hoards we will never subside.
Our DÚ Danann form has passed with time,
But still we love
I can still join her, whatever the pain
Why not? I was the one who forced her from me
I murdered myself a hundred times, you can see the lines
Oh,
This game
Is to be sold not told
Pay styles, pay pay styles
Pay styles, pay styles
Feds tappin in on shit
You know, playin hard ball
(Killa Tay)
I
A man that saves
By the wood of a cross
I am not afraid to say
I live for Christ
His name will separate
The men from the mice
Be bold, Be strong
could land in prison
That ultimatum still stands in the land we live in
All it took was a few grams, got my man convicted
It's harder being Dante than
This a new number, they tapped the last phone
Last time I talked to Freddy, he said he was lookin' for Quent
But me not knowin' the next shot that's
accurate, what?
Roll that backward, flow went back
I stand as a man, the game plan repped your name
The greatest Fam, we play in the sand
Me and Irief, Killa
used to be long life
Do anything right for you
I can't stand by, live a lie with you
Cause there'll never be another one
Hear my song, hear my
and a family and
Trauma's still beating them within an inch of they life
Take ten hood niggas, put them in a line each be a genius off they own might
You gon
style
The money back guarantee
I make it worth your while
Still the Cadillac King
I don’t fuck with foreign cars
American, I need a blowjob and a porn
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