Lyrics:
Well I work like a dog eight hours a day you know I'm nearly dead
When I stop by a bar on my way home and loosen up my head
Lord knows this is
Well I work like a dog eight hours
A day you know I'm nearly dead
When I stop by a bar on my
Way home and loosen up my head
Lord knows this is a hard
We arrived solo but we were bein' chased around
Saw you bein' cornered by some guy you used to know
Stepped in between the both of y'all
Said, "I'm
your hatred for me
You'll get turned into a dead corpse right before me
Real underground baby
And the preacher man said
(Hallelujah!)
And every night I'll thank holy Mother Mary
I am a keeper
Oh, I am a keeper baby
I am a keeper
Long stem roses, standing in a vase by my bed
Standing tall
[Chorus]
(I'm comin'.)
How ya comin', baby?
(I'm comin'.)
This is how I'm comin'.
The album that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean.
in a May-be, and I'm probably with baby
Don't talk nigga fuck you pay me, intercept your bitch like Bailey
Okay big money on this side, 100 grand for
I'm in
But the speed has made me blind
Got me spinning in circles
Hanging by a thread
If I had one wish to use, I swear it
I wish you were dead
You used to say that I'd never be
Nothing without you and I believe
I'm shot in the lungs, I gasp, I can't breathe
Just lay here with me, baby
Baby I feel dead, I can't get no peace of mind
I feel dead, living in this world of lies
I feel dead, nothing ever satisfies
I feel like im dead
Too many women, and not enough time
I'm a cool cat, but I'm on life nine
Pimping ain't dead cause I be the life line
And I don't buy the bar cause
And I'm on you girl
Like the evening sun
Sets up on a hill
When the day is done, oh baby
Oh baby, go gently there
You've got a way about you, don't
You shoud've seen by the look in my eyes, baby
There was somethin missin
You shoud've known by the tone of my voice, maybe
But you didn't listen
You
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already
When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone
Drunk by
20 plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson
I started out as a baby face monster
No wonder there's diaper rash on my conscience
My teething ring
I be forever thuggin' baby!
The same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby!
Bitch I'm from Dade County.
See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet
I be forever thuggin' baby!
The same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby!
Bitch I'm from Dade County.
See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet
And all the time is passing by us
And I don't ever care
Let's talk about the time that we spend
In our underwear
So long
If I
So dead
I'm dead
I'll trade
wanted by the police
And my wife thinks you're dead
Somebody spread the rumor that you had lost your life
Least that's the way I heard it and what I
back to thee
Well I'm gonna ask you, babe
Hey! Ho!
Oh baby don't you go
Hey! Ho!
Oh no no no
Hey! Ho!
Oh baby, don't you go
All supernatural
brain is dead
(Alive by science)
To be or not to be
(Alive by science)
Baby, don't keep me
(Alive by science)
Don't dare and keep me
(Alive by science)
on the streets, where lovers once walked,
Side by side in idle talk
Bullets fall like unholy rain
People change as the panic sets in,
A frightened baby by her
nothin' but music
Shit's changed
1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers is actin real strange
The rules is all rearranged
You got babies lyin dead in
Baby
I'm sorry for all the times that I hurt you
Lied, cheated on you
Left, committed every crime except for murder (oh)
But you still didn't judge
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