your GS4 and your Bentley rose took all of your clothes And 99 bottles of Mo's What she didn't know is about the dynamite in the rose And if I get close
And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets
nerves Without talkin' to Smith and Wesson These trauma's of life Leave me stuck in the daze Am I the outbreed Just because my mind state Take on the big leagues I'm dealin' with these
Nas] Homicide, mo homicide Mo suicide, mo homicide.. {*music fades*} {*untitled 1:18 length song starts*} Born alone, die alone.. {repeat 4X} [AZ] All alone
people Heaven help the child who never had a home Oh, heaven help the girl who walks the streets alone (Walks the streets alone, yeah) Heaven help the roses
he's drinking alone again and man he's always thinking of a way to change... man something's got to change... its truckin' on midnight and I sit...i sit
that I could figga How to get these label heads to offer 'em good figures And me doin' the shows gettin' everyone nervous 'cause Them hipsters gon' have to get alone
hittin' Ls while I'm sleepin' A two day stay, you may say I need the time alone To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home You see the streets have
you, come and spray they crew Got love for my homies, I thought you knew? He said "Los don't sweat it, let this shit alone," but with these punk motherfuckers
am there; catch me if you can, catch me if you dare". At all th4ese moments, and all these daydreams, and all our breaths which dream idly into deaths, deaths: at all these
The door stands open - Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night. Alone, the possibilities are enormous. Step outside
learned his values on the streets at an early age Watch for police don't come home 'Cause Mama's actin' crazy at the hospital 'Bout to have another baby Like the rose
just want to be left alone So everybody please just go away Inside of my mind is where she calls home And I just can't take another word she say What if the rose
on her lawn, spun and alone And when the morning sun it rose Upon Marie and her lacy clothes Well, it lit her up, and she walked around The winding streets
your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I'
whenever, whenever, whenever your wrong or right forget her, forget her, forget her, she's torn apart I've been walking these streets tonight just trying
when I'm talkin' on the phone Spendin' money when your money is long Real street niggas, ain't no clone We at the top where we belong Drink lean, rose
