here? Tell me what's going on With this world today Maybe I need some time alone So I can decide on my own What is right for me? Thought I had it
poverty it must be the straight up get to an ending peal off Recognizing the drama offense of living in my life Got to go get it and come back with it until it
[Z-Ro] Forgive me for my sins, cause I'm not perfect Just trying to get it like I live, but is it really worth it Niggas done fell to my heater, never
it, I have to own it Everything is made of green It's hopeless As far as I can see There's no rest 'Cause we're stuck on repeat Stand here and wait
running through it always feels good sometime the only thing that really ever could feed that hunger I crave it I love it I gave it I shoved it in a
right! It seems this little game I play Becomes more risky every day! Tomorrow night, tomorrow night... Under the canopy I'll stand with her tomorrow night! And place
to give me a break Well, I'm leaving in the morning as soon as the dark clouds lift Yes, I'm leaving in the morning just as soon as the dark clouds lift
can't find it on a dollar bill And it ain't on Macy's window sill And it ain't on no rich kid's road map And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
, murda, murda, murda [Krayzie] Sold my soul ot the devil But I changed my mind now I want it back But he won't coorperate so now it's time to jack Called
Now don't get it f**ked up just because I flaunt it Niggas think that they can test me bring it if you really want it See I be the type to always beat
and work it fuck it nice Just complete it with a licking to the man right there Tell you mother fuckerswhat we came to do It's just plain as day but they
Yo, it's 3:25 in the morning My baby mom still yawning Kiss my little daughter on the forehead 'Nuf said, beeper goes off Five hundred, it's Busta Bust
the same as before Bashing in the brains of these hoes And establishing a name as he goes The passion and the flame is ignited You cant put it out once
too late to do it I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam I hate the straight jacket it
the same as before, bashing in the brains of these hoes, and establishing a name as he goes, the passion and the flame is ignited, you can?t put it out
came too late to do it I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam I hate the straight jacket it
