Lyrics:
rushed us all out of the room into the hallway
About ten minutes later she came out with tears in her eyes
She called out to me, "Patches, Patches, get
hallway
My forte causes Caucasians to say, "He sounds demented"
Car weed scented
If I said it, I meant it
Bite my tongue for no one
Call me evil,
a missile by your crib
Shoot you in the stomach now your pissin' out your ears
Hollygrove all day bodies in the hallway
And if you come searchin' then your
my ball and chain, shorties would call me names
Humble beginnings
But a star is what it all became
My journey from a dirty hallway
To the Hall
There's a kid inside,
And I have him with me always.
There's a kid inside,
Walking down old high school hallways.
Where's a kid inside,
Come to me
Come lie beside me
Oh don't deny me
Your love
Make sense of me
Walk through my doorway
Don't hide in the hallway
Oh love, step
just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
One night with you is like heaven
And so, while I'm walking the floor
I'll listen for steps in the hallway
And wait for your knock on my door
Placed in the rear of ya ear
As I sit the next year
All y'all analong niggas fuck y'all we be digital
Shit is critical
Like the hallways in my projects
steps in the hallway and wait for your knock on my door
Four walls to hear me four walls to see four walls too near me closing in on me
Closing in on me
Grandma's squeaky swing
Sneaking out behind the barn
My love would meet me there
Tripping in the hallway
Over Grandpa's rocking chair
Back in
to blow
Before I was cabbin' it there back before
Raw we had it all day, papi in the hallway
Cop one on consignment they give you more yay
Yeah, but
hard to get to Heaven
Hell, I go there every night
(It ain't hard to get to Heaven)
I don't need a stairway
Just a little dance down the hallway
you in the hallway
Real nigga, all day
You know I don't fuck with fakes
Said she on her period, she told me just to fuck her face
Real bitch, trill
just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
you in hallways a thousand times
No more camouflage, I want to be exposed and not be afraid to fall
Oh, I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I
the hallways,
Those whose lives have been redeemed,
Broken homes that He has mended,
Those from prison He has freed,
Little children and the aged
Hand in hand
like a amazon
A 5'9", light brown, wit some sandals on
The kinda ass that make you wanna grab a handle on
And fuck her all day in the hallway with
the long hallway
I see it like the eyes of Kunta Kente, we all gon' pay
Children away from judgment day
I respect Jah Selaseai, some things money can't
And if (and if) I die (I die)
I don't want you to cry
I stay sharp as always
Runnin' ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways
Dumpin' crews
tunes.
Awards in the hallway
Press in the driveway
And old friends
I never knew.
I got fans who adore me
Bankers who bore me
They hear every
just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest
And I heard him tell the warden just before he
all through the vent
Go through the hallways lookin' innocent
I've been a gangster and a gentleman
Talk to the boss and not no middlemen
Is you with
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