what I'm about in a drought I score, overflow I'm the waterboy, wet work for water call The price is nice, TLC, some waterfalls Fiends snort it all, this
't the same Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years Pass by his family but
actin girl, like a fool Got the Benz on loan, Sadat rollin by your school You brought your frontin friend Gwen, beggin for the Benjamin I'll see you a ten, with a
me friend This gift will cause no pain And the person to whom they once belonged Would surely say the same You see this wreath was from the funeral Of a
You left a letter It was meant to be thrown away Not to be read aloud at a smoky bar But wait a sec We could only smoke outside I knew this would piss
alone, do they like me for me or for the microphone, and also, when I go on a date, to a fancy resteraunt, a hundred dollars a plate, and people stare
From reading hers letter body attached to a cord Into a breathing pump the stroke she had was too much She's in a coma, been that way for a few months
ain't the same Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years Pass by his family
, do they like me for me or for the microphone, and also, when I go on a date, to a fancy resteraunt, a hundred dollars a plate, and people stare, is
And your spine it is weak and the weights on your shoulders From difference of opinion There is a song you hear on the radio It's a funeral march so