hesitate to realize everything was just a fake and all of your thoughts they get in my way and all of your dreams they display my pain only nights we
girl a chance, Put her on a road where there?s no way back, To the life that she?s always known, We gotta do something, Can?t do nothing? A&E is
there always cared There's always a reason Why someone's life has been spared Beyond the horizon, the sky is so blue I've got more than a lifetime to
only been talkin like that since we been sittin out the game I think the game need us Kamaal, let's talk to them niggaz Huh! So many nights were spent
you carry your son Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin
you're son call you house and hang up on you for not givin' me none born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun got a reputation for havin' niggas
like a pimp and I work like a ho And rappin' is the only life I know I got respect on the street so wherever I go And they only get respect when they
oh! We all are singular hear man they shall know the only way The only one to know?only one to see? And know?the only one who ever could see?
's safe This music mogul rollin wit a hundred soldiers Gangstas we postal Oh you didn't, wanna know whose life Was Written The life I'm livin The ice
a fan watchin lil man run ow and every time you see the family the look happy got a momma and a daddy and the baby got a lil darkerbut then he had a
s only another heartache Ain't nothing to worry about I'll find a honey to take a chance And roll that dice into my past She'll cover me for a little
house and hang up on you for not givin me none Born straight up out a pussy but a son of a gun Got a reputation for havin niggaz runnin they funds Used
dividence for the fame Mind in the gutter you niggas ain't in my lane [Hook:] This is not the life I chose but it's the life that chose me The money
a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence Cause when you die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life
the call were never heard PRECHORUS: And the lines are drawn A match divided and thrown As the heart holds on To the life that is known CHORUS: Now what once was the night
Cincinnati, with a white bitch, happy. [Look at you.] And I'm out there rapping, ready for the war, and end of the nights, but blessed, I'll be blasting
s the book of thugs. Come a little bit closer, nigga, take a look at this, picture this vision of a mission accomplished. Bone thugs all the way 'til
knowing is my business and I divide to multiply And give thanks to most high, 24/7 brothers got to make a living Overcome the odds is the only decision
