Lyrics:
had a chance to choose the limits for our ways in the future!
A lot of stuff is destroyed by the hands of time!
Sculptures will become mountains,
the full moon but there are no stars
There is fog on the lot and the dead silence around
I am almost paralyzed by the black dead ground
I am still walking
you!"
And my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And one
Long way home
Long way home
Well say lil homie
Put your gun down
Ill be the first to say
The streets ain't fun now
The same ones glorify it
on the floor,
It wasnt long before the police came bursting through the door,
In store, put in prison, enforced by the law,
As she lay out a whisper, lay
Yo, check this out
Once again, Smif-N-Wessun in the joint one time (yeah, yeah)
Puttin' you punks to this newness
In '94, you know what I'm
Yo, check this out
Once again, Smif-N-Wessun in the joint one time (yeah, yeah)
Puttin' you punks to this newness
In '94, you know what I'm
I ain't dead yet I'm the reason why he ain't he breathing tell em I said dat
Ima Fuck the game up with this one now we're feds at?
I done came a long
dead c'est la vie
Ici tout est real si t'es un fake tu vas dead c'est la vie
Yea Yea
Fuck a bad bitch for a long long long time
Haters won't talk like so
My heart is broke
my head is next;
there is but sorrow on my chest,
your eyes are dry
well said good by :
you ll cry no more
is time to ride.
it
I wanna tell you 'bout it
Hands up, everybody run
Cole outside and he say he got a gun
Niggas like "man that's what everybody say"
Go and pop
and calm
Our heart is open
Our reason to be here
Long ago, set into rhyme
Soon oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun
we gone let him hang
Niggas spreading lies
Like it's big facts
I don't got no time
For no chit chat
I don't pillow talk
Better dead that
I been in ya
look like
She gone off a perky keep shaking her ass I'm guessing she having a good time
And I'm on the road to riches
I could of been dead I could
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
Either way you go through mad mental stress
Got you wasted like Jerry
From the Grateful Dead
Then he walked in threw them
Both on the table said
It's time
friend
Like the wise man said:
Don't forget your head
Like the wise man said:
When you're dead you're dead
You're a long time dead
When you're
modern-time Neros.
Prevention is better than cure,
Bad apples affecting the pure,
You'll gather your senses I'm sure
Then agree to,
Melt the guns
Asics, (coke test) I ace it
I been rich, since 20, bitch
Gun right by the cash (what's that?) the money clip
This Gucci kicker got your girl in nuddy
crawl
All closer by my side
Shake it, make me feel all amazing
Fading all the pain I´ve been facing
Blame me for the time I´ve been wasting
Dance as long
running, duck in abandoned buildings
Ditching my gun, homeboy the motherfucking villain
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legit list
So I
the cops come runnin', duck in abandoned buildings
Ditchin' my gun, homeboy the motherfuckin' villain
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legit
Hawaiian Sophie
God damn y'all been on my dick a long time
(It's murder)
Welcome to the Terror Dome
You error prone niggas sick
Roc-A-Fella clique thick
nigga is gone my best friend is dead
I'm feeling so empty a gun to my head
I'm chasing my dreams my battery on red
I'm feeling so empty a gun to my head
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