today Sleep in every single day Why can't everybody go away? (why can't everybody go away) Just when I have found my way No regrets and everythings's ok (but everything is not
don't want to give up now Your way of life ain't no way to live You always take and never give You can't take everything from me That's not the way I
Simply out of this world by choice The world's too much for the soul to enjoy I focus on the void and I fill it Hopin' the depressed ain't give in and
[Tupac Talking] Shit, tired of getting shot at Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested Niggas need a spot where we can kick it A spot
other New York rappers Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever and several other corny sounding motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by
Verse One: Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G Back in the days we played
with no gat? (that ain't gangsta) you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta) niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta) you ran to other
be gone Not here no more You not breathing so yo not here no more You touch no more You feel no more and you don't fear no more Not here no more I know
had grown disgusted by your small-minded ceiling Imagine myself bolting had not been difficult Soon be my life Soon be my pace Soon be my choice of which
I jump back into the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify Get electrocuted, executed by an executioner
Four little angels of peace are we Loving our neighbors so peacefully There's really no harm if we do not disarm For we always in close harmony Four little
Written By Knight/Wiseman People say that together we were both sides of the same coin That we would shine like Venus in a clear night sky We thought
No you'll not now or no other day Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache? And inside it the people made of molasses That every other day buy
there on Wednesday night, Turn, turn to the rain And the wind. Without a reply, I left by the moon, Turn, turn, turn again. And was in his chambers By
worth this And then it got me thinkin' cause I love this Stay down and it'll work ya self at time don't be a slave by these choices in life Everybody
back into the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify Get electrocuted, executed by an executioner