Lyrics:
before.
A hurt that took so long to end.
Has found my poor heart again.
No matter how strong a man is.
Without a love he walks in the dark, baby.
If
loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go, will you let
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
sellin' radios and toasters by the trunkful
See, every man she ever messed would wind up dead
Some might fall in jail, others runnin' from
like my poor love seems to be as it fades away
I HEAR THE STEPS COMING IN TOWARDS MY ROOM
IS IT YOU MONSTER CALLING?, BURSTING LIKE A BALLOON
IS THIS
Teddy
Gotta get more
Man see blessings, gotta get more
See a little bread but I gotta get more
Man have got tunes but I gotta get more
Man get love,
this
It's so physical
My attraction driven by alcohol
Beware of my reaction
Baby, I'm born to ball
Thugged out on Death Row
You better recognize
the avenue
Doin' what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't know why
Too much, too many
or were you playing with me before
Ohh baby you think I'm so blind
Ohh baby I'm not playing around this time
(Repeat Chorus)
And I wonder will you still
appointed by the state
Oh, Utah justice can be had
But not for a union man
And Joe was warned by summer early morn
That there'd be one less singer in
Yo this rhyme is dedicated to those ladies
How bad things were copyright 1987
Written By Tupac Shakur and Dana M smith
Thank you
Babies having
like them other dudes do we
We young boys, but we sound mature
Call me Stewie
But this ain’t no baby talk
Say we make them looney tunes
‘Cause they
(yo, whos this, Idk but she a bad chick)
Poor me a drink i'm about to heat up
Dare me to do it give me a reason
If you gotta man i'm committing
the poor life, never living off fear
We all millionaires, now where my shares?
(Money) You know the code, drug money, gear money, baby
(Money) You know we
come from the bottom
I ain't had nothing at all
And so I'm a dreamer, I want it all
Man I be going off 'cause I ain't going back to poor
Now all I do is
got
Now when he was a baby lord oh lummee!
His poor old mummy used to feed him with a shovel
What a gap
Poor chap
He's never been known to laugh
I have been a rich man and
I have been a poor man
And I choose rich, every fucking time
Ay, Billy is that you, yeah?
You're now locked in to PacmanTV
yout
Think they can take out
Fris let a bigger man chat to me then
It's not just hype man I'm actually peng
Pass the pad and I will slap with pen
This
the crowd got angry
And the crowd got mad
Security came in and lost their heads
A man asked the cops just who got shot
The poor little boy in the parking lot
Nobody to love me like you do
(I ain't lying about it, baby)
Love me like you do (Sweet baby)
Ain't no man got a sweet woman like me
She's everything in
his way of doing a thing
Now we should attempt to do a tune that is very popular
It was written by one of the great young songwriters of today
Now I
to
Fake one
A poor man's dream
Uh
Now I'm going outside
Honestly it at this point it's a ride or die
I go by myself and I risk it all tonight
I know my
Spread out now Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reins
You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game
You pick up little
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