You seem so far away from here...from me All this time you've been right beside me Though I can not feel you near All I need is one look in your eyes
and screw it Do whatever to it, but it in the store the shit moving Gave 'em a hundred bars, they ain't think I could do it Came with two hundred, nigga this
[Talking:] Uh, uh, uh, uh, 1-5 who's crooked than One-Time? I say 1-5 who's more crooked than One-Time? Yeah, yeah check is my mic on? As I twilight
your likeness on the wall right buy my sleeping head I'll send you cards and letters so you'll know that I'm not dead By this time in a week I should
times has a baby been born how many times has lightening stuck in a storm how many times has your work been bought how many times how many times yo how
My friends all tell me To leave the memories behind But I cannot forget So easily this time I have no tenderness Reserved for someone new I gave it all I gave it all
flow from Bone thugs, its your time Nigga, we the best! Listenn! Representing all the ghettos across the world, Nigga we ghetto! We from the hood! We do this
a loner, I was just a loner) (But I told them haters) "Look at me!" (I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams) (I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big
side, as a carcass I'm heartless, regardless if y'all claim to be Gods or Goddess To me, y'all all garbage, I see all of y'all as movin' targets And
It all seemed so idiotic, all the accusations of unpatriotic The fall we'll always remember, capitulating silence Election November before the winter
y'all niggaz in fractions Four-four seen the future we battlin' all laws Verse Three: Sheek Luchion Y'all must really wanna die, fucking with Sheek Luchi this
man? 20 years Damn, that's a longass time, you musta got caught up on some serious shit. I'll be out in 3 years. You ever thought about escapin this
that far Just to drop me off here Y'all keep arguing about religions While y'all referring to y'all old books of the bible Y'all all out to miss the last
hearing me (We about halfway through the road) This goes out to the lonely streets (We got about another hundred years to go) And all my brothers sick of crying y'all
decade, times ten. Ten decades, one hundred years. Ten decades. And the first ten started going so much faster, Than the whole one hundred years before
