the kitchen saying things we'll both regret And you scream you were leaving and you cursed the day we'd met Then the sound goes above the slamming door
in the kitchen Saying words we'll both regret And you scream you we're leaving And you cursed the day we met The sound goes above the slamming door And
stepped to the back that's when i stuck it fuck it my first piece of butt it was just my luck cause nine months later at my door she showed up damn
Wife And Niggas Mad? {Fuck} Da Judge Ain't Nothin' But The Devil Him And The Jury I Seen A Nigga Die In Front Of Me Eyes Rolled Back They Threw Da Choppa
results will come in time No time to smell the roses, let alone slow dance Too many bad memories of forgotten romance She walked out slammed the door
can't fight back. From the city where everybody go for broke, It's so crucial I could be murdered by one of my own loc's. Hell naw, you can't roll with
what you seen, we still smokin the green Represent for all the people still a part of the scheme Playa haters, imitaters wanna roll with the team But they fade away, hate away
dreams to the girl who's not there Gather some memory from the night before Where'd she go? she go, where'd she go? Screaming of threats and slam of a door
devils The abstracts, right and exact, knapsack's on the back Rip poetical flows upon the track My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it back and
arrogance You stood up and walked away The day that you come back to me Come on back to me You come back to me Come on back to me You come back to me
night in the kitchen Saying words we'll both regret And you scream you we're leaving And you cursed the day we met The sound goes above the slamming door
half an hour My mind trips i loose grip and sinkin' in My eyes roll and takes control and it begins Look in the mirror my relection slowing fades away A monster staring back
some Def Jam tunes As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon 12 o'clock came, left the door crack The freak walked in, a mink on her back Put
The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch. As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's