Lyrics:
The stories we share are six thousand minor tragedies
Six thousand variations on the same theme
Six thousand roads with no redemption to the same old
Take me to the ending of the story
I'll see you in the morning when I wake
Save me from the storm inside my bones
The fear of living on my own
I'm
right by cause that's fine by me
True intentions disguised way behind all the lies that they fly by me
And I might let it build up inside till it gets
your dreams
They'll keep you down by any means
By the end of the night
You'll be stiflin' your screams
Since you became a V.I. Person
It's like
Bed late, but I'm up early, get to it, the same story
Down south, kicking shit like a roundhouse
Up in the attic, I'm up in the attic, ain't no downing
your piece inside wrapped it up and hid
Behind someone else's story
It's all the time we have we have to go
Hand me down shoes got me in deep
By
Our story's like a plot for a film,
But there's no one who can see it for real –
We connect through satellites, stay in touch for days and nights,
your dreams
They'll keep you down by any means
By the end of the night
You'll be stiflin' your screams
Since you became a V.I. Person
It's like
This the story of lucy in the sky with diamonds
Ask her why she crying, she wanna live, she got no time for dying
Was a science, dreams too big for
the graves, we all settle when we raised by the metal
Crack vials made us act wild
Gangsters look where we at now
Behind prison gates or buried in grounds
Role
songs
And I can tell them stories
Most of my boys are with me
Some are still out seeking glory
And some I had to leave behind
My brother I'm still sorry
and I can tell them stories
Most of my boys are with me, some are still out seeking glory
cnd some I had to leave behind, my brother, I'm still sorry
them stories
Most of my boys are with me
Some are still out seeking glory
And some I had to leave behind
My brother I'm still sorry
Soon I'll be 60 years
Brown skin 5'2 and she fine too
Libra good vibes baby I knew
Big dope all smoke right behind you
Fat ass giving its the smile too
I don't gotta
old
It was a big-big world,
But we thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits,
We were learning quicker
By 11, smoking herb and drinking
Bloodhound bucked from the pound
And just now nestled
In the big city where big
Dreams go to the farm
They don't know what I'm on, a poet is calm
When you
Is that Tip12lve?
Everyday I wake up gotta walk by faith
Can't get off her and she can't get off of me
I get blessed everyday need congratulations
See, people are all equal
Smiles are front and behind me
Swim in the deep blue sea corn fields sway lazily
All smiles all easy
Where ya from, what ya
Excuse me, you seem to have forgot your mind
cnd I'm sorry, it's better off just left behind
With memories, rusted by the passing time
cnd stories
and sees no way by him, and goes over the hill
The lion behind him catches up to find him a trembling mass of fur
So he gobbles him down, and then turns
This is the story of a young girl
Who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get around.
Big
and I can tell them stories
Most of my boys are with me, some are still out seeking glory
And some I had to leave behind, my brother, I'm still sorry
place and all is of it's time
I think it's so funny I left you so far behind
You might have another story but I can see your smile
Money it don't buy you
Once I was seven years old, my mama told me
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big world,
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