but I lost it She got too close so I fought her Now I'm lost in the world trying to find me a better way Wishing I was knee deep in the water somewhere
a gangsta That's why we look at you like a stranger or somethin' 'Cuz we can tell by the body language you frontin' And it take a little more than lettin' ya pants sag Ya sand bag, tryna jump on the band
im gassin ya But it took time to get from the back seat to the passenger We been creepin and sneakin Just to keep it from leakin We so deep in our freakin
won't seduce me She's saying that's ok Hey baby do what you please I have the stuff that you want I am the thing that you need She looked me deep
time you won't seduce me She's saying that's ok Hey baby do what you please I have the stuff that you want I am the thing that you need She looked me deep
the tone and i was sprung (i was sprung) and we get done til 4, 5 in the morn (4, 5 in the morn) she had me deep in the zone (deep in the zone) u
Always kept it real never act like they ain't know me Soldier Boy love Z-Ro is who I am Back in the days signed with that x band Me in the [? ] and that
in your pocket if your feelin' sick rub it on with Vicks 'n take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mix your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it take
then you drifted all are endowed but few are gifted at the break of dawn, behavin' like a spy lampin' in the light the cold world awakens deeper is the
1: Ace Hood] Chea, 1988 momma birthed a fuckin G, I tell her fuck a bottle gimme Hennesey to drink, the only drink allowed to put me in my deeper sleep
to be alive So original in her black lipstick Listening to some obscure band But isn't she pissed at all the other non-conformists who listen to that same obscure band
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, way back up in the woods among the evergreens, there stand a country cabin made of clay and wood, where
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, way back up in the woods among the evergreens, there stand a country cabin made of clay and wood
Deep down in Louisianna Close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods Among the evergreens There stand a country cabin Made of clay and wood Where lives
Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets Deep
Right next to the faith the faith that I?d lost in myself I went down into the desert city Just tryin? so hard to shed my skin I crawled deep into some