Some stories ring so true, a reality hitting deep Some stories ring so true, putting life in perspective She knew what she would encounter Knowing what
, shame on me, second time, your time will end No way, bang your dead, paint your silhouette Je te plumerai la tete, je te plumerai la tete Bang your
all of me (I'm hooked) I'm hooked, babe (Hooked, hooked) On your love, you got me wondering (On your love, babe) Sexy (Hey, hey, hey, hey) You're the one I want, you got your
this technology who needs to steal Just live a life of leisure every night and day And you're livin' proof that crime does pay Your life is dangerous
, I flex my Bentley wings Damn, over your head, got a problem Keepin' lyrics down to earth so normal niggas can solve 'em But the game's extreme so quit your
Tone down your style The radio jocks are all pop So how the fuck this nigga know what shit to rock? The shit that make your face turn green Is when you
smile in your face, squeeze off the case, rock the glock back In your stomach, then I'll smile again Don't want to be your enemy, I'd rather be your
a set And it was our own thang, the whole school was down And one way or another everybody fucked around Whether hardcore or not you wore the right color or your
Hey See me point the gun at y'all, me no play Me come for murder them on the cowboy way Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way, me make way Oh
to have each day I always had the biggest hits The biggest bathrooms at the Ritz My showgirls had the biggest tits I never was the pits in any way Workman
shame The spirit of survival Who?s teaching the hatred The spirit of survival Or the class of your school The spirit of survival The color of your
s in the mills motherfuck' and I ain't studder Bitter sweet, my life's a musical From holding those to Bose gold, the Lord's beautiful Before him I'm too shamed
I'm in your place And then you draw bad cyard - A-make you draw bad cyard, And then you draw bad cyard. Propaganda spreading over my name; Say you wanna bring another life to shame
bank again I got a notion that You're leadin' me to sin Won't you relax Won't you lay way back Don't you bug Your honey 'bout no Cadillac It's only
shame? Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame?" Standing around. Good people, oh yeah! They all regard themselves as good people and they are full of "ain't it a shame
Come back to the middle Needing to protect your self now that is just a part of life If you let your fears keep you from flying You will never reach your
the way to bring her back into your world Grown mind but she's just a precious little girl In her soul you'll find things that made your life seem so
