much of themselves to me Yeah and you?ll be in my thoughts forever, I?ll take you with me Yeah and you?ll be in my thoughts forever, I?ll take you with
your mom give her a kiss for me, her second son get your mind right baby or get your sh-t together you gon be hot a little while I'mma be rich forever
Always on my own, now I'm home My weary mind is rested And I feel as if my home is in your arms Fears are all gone, I like the sound of your song And
paper on a unh... Captain Save-a-ohhh I've never been.. the type of nigga.. to take.. a broad to the courts As a shorty I was always into sports Now I
like a jungle It's like a jungle It's like a jungle out here, so much struggle out here And my dreams steal my rest, sleep's the cousin of death Always
dreams, worthless years Here am I encased inside a hollow shell Life began, then was done Now I stare into a cold and empty well The many sounds that
pop my junk The noise that we made is blue, in color sound Those who play my crew couldn't walk the new found I chalk the new sound, I bop like Teddy
I timberland and down listen wait Who's that coming around sounding like that sound I guess it's Dinco, Milo, Busta, and Bro! win Four minds of two kinds
people wanna spend they life together Despite the weather They treat each other like a treasure Can't fight forever, you got to give it up I ain't got a
Trotter, a.k.a. [BT/Tariq Trotter] Well um, Black Thought from The Roots y'all [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a. [AJ/Joseph Simmons] A.J.
m part of a family United til death simply cause we choose to be An occasional joke, a diss, or a crowd pleaser Callin your moms a ? ? look-a-like skeezer
killa kid from the Bronx Holdin' down to the death You can hear the squad comin' By the sound of the techs A hundred rounds in a sec Leave you on front
angels) Oooh, I wanna fly, fly away with my (angel) She takes me high, she will always be my (angel) (The Game) Th-the way that I rhyme, blow niggas mind
If I ain't a thug You think I ain't a thug Tell me what I am If I ain't a thug why do I feel this way Why the streets stay on my mind Since I am a thug
style, living without laws A rebel without cause, and models without flaws Sound good? Probably is Texted Wiz asking him "where the party is?" Still don't go out Cause I always
worthless years, Here am I encased inside a hollow shell, Life began, then was done, Now I stare into a cold and empty well The many sounds that
a cease, cars I don't lease I push a Green Z-3, watch a screen TV, what? I'ma forever rise, rings be tetra-size Girls be petrified, it's a heavy meza-
lose a friend forever Hurts so bad, it hurt me so bad I had always believed that you and me We're connected by destiny But the time never came It sounds
