Lyrics:
Let me get this straight, am I the one that's your biggest regret?
Yeah, oh man, I guess we could've avoided this shit but um, uh
You just wanted
I'm nothing without You see I'm nothing
I'm broken inside apart from Your love
In knowing You'll never leave when I've fallen
That's why I pour out
the block D who own the building if we are the streets
Much respect to Styles P, Jada, Sheek, X R I P
Straight dyslexic this message is turning can't help it
search to pay without 2p together
I'm brok pocket and completely skint with bare red letters
The Capitalist system can keep us down
Coz we string up
am because you
Showed me who I was when I was lost and
You may never know how my heart
Feels while we are living life together
Have you ever seen
missing you Natane is missing you
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you)
By the way, Big we missing you Pac we missing you
We feel your presence
Evil's at the top, take a look at who's in office
Sometimes I feel that it's too late to stop it
R.I.P. X, R.I.P. Peep, R.I.P. Mac
You're in Heaven now
to the fallen leaves
And props you up so we are nose to nose
I feel all parts of you now
At the borderlands of here and tomorrow
And yesterday and always
We are
[Intro: Styles P]
Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up
Throw your fuckin' hoodies on, it's goin' down
[Styles P (Beanie Sigel):]
Nah you can't
[Intro: Styles P]
Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up
Throw your fuckin' hoodies on, it's goin' down
[Styles P (Beanie Sigel):]
Nah you can't
right what the party like
Are you as live as I? come roll with me so we can ride the sky
But only if you let me play with you while we ridin' high
cause
remember me
Enemies, we all got 'em, only ones that are from the bottom
Who I love, place no one above, none above
If you was there when I was starvin',
watch me from the side, I'm goin' up
Money comin' in, it's on me and God we trust
Ayy, you just want the fame, gotta drop you, it's a dub
R.I.P. to Jay
bet the fader, we gon' strip him for his paper
Duckin' off in Vegas with a mansion by the Raiders
The fallen ain't forgotten, I'ma be you niggas later
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
of the mob, R.I.P. (I didn't know Marshmello could make a beat that hard, man)
After everything I gave how you tell me I ain't shit?
All the money that I
we will be gone
So I'm hopin' (hopin'), wishin' (wishin'), prayin'
To keep my faith in you (keep my faith), in you (yeah, yeah)
I'm fascinated by
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
and eat it too (fuck you)
This is hard time on Planet Earth, for what it's worth
Xzibit stay in rotation without rehabilitation like this
Players,
A military mind, nigga (yeah)
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind, nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know
We tradin' war stories,
the air without a care,
I'm so sauna
,Not just Shauna (What the fuck?), bite my aura,
I'm light pink one, fuck you think, son? (No way!),
What you write
your verses but it's you whose fallen by the wayside
You point your finger and you draw your lines
But you and I are both the same in God's eyes
We
control if we sum it up
Thinking we can score we can run it up
Thinking that we more when we not enough
This world, without God, can be so corrupt
Yeah,
But fallen angel
Where are you now
After all these years
I remember the tears
When we parted you said
Don't forget me
You were ridin' so high
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