these tender ways of love Impossible to disobeyw&d One day she'll love me One day he'll say I love you And I will love her Until the moment Our hearts stop
a talented soul died when he wanted The life that lives should not be pitied Nor shall the guilty be forgiven Until they can find it in their hearts
't say a word until I'm through Now there's a time to laugh a time to cry A time to live and a time to die A time to break and a time to chill To act
funnly Call up the homies 'cause today's the day they gonna make a man of me A gangsta, an o.g. they say I'm young, but I got much heart Feel like a
I send them gunners in a Hummer, you won't even see the summer I'ma pray for your mama, but her son gotta go But her son was a hoe, so my gun gotta blow
caught sittin' When they come and do all the gettin' Life is a big game so you gotta play it with a big horse Someone's gotta run a little faster Coz
Yo, pushed her on the bed, lifted her leg Had to rip that, all she wanted was rough sex with her slick ass Had to sit back smoke a blunt and just look With her fine ass body and a
never mimical the crucial though Yo, stopping the show, you know gonna flow A yo, lyrical, biblical bad flow Yo, stopping the show, you know gonna flow A
hoppers So I trust you, love you like a brother I wish you knew she's a hoe and I could fuck her But I haven't, I know she hold your heart You know the
is givin' the wrong niggaz out here respect Break ya neck to fuck wit a nigga that compromise yo? hood Yo? doin' shit you know it cool until the good
They gon stop acknowledging Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again Shit, How quickly they turn on a nigga Yet, it is forever in a day
' on her clit Now she's sucking on her fingers She has a surprise for me and she can't wait for me to meet her Wait a mintue, her? , then the bedroom
H20 and thank life I'm still living breath Giving death a hell of a run until the movement stops Bubble to the surface almost dead ass out Starving cold and alone until
, A handful of mixed nuts, everyone's takin' a bite (Softly) 4x: My life ain't as cool as your life. CHORUS (Softly): I'm okay I'm just a little mixed
I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe
heard until almost he himself believed what he was creating to be true until lie upon lie piled on top of itself until the pressure finally created a
every niche and corner of this town I won't stop until the bleeding all has run out Remember what you said about being a friend now? The movement in her
run break a king down, sniff away the things i've done smoke a zip, a two a day boi my memorys done remember niggas injuries from the squeeze of a