gonna know Can't you see, oh, can't you see, What that woman, Lord She been doin' to me Can't you see, oh, can't you see What that woman, she been
get noticed by some niggas that don?t give two fucks about you Tell em? you don?t do the jives and shucks, and they route you to the shelf See there?
don?t know who?s running it, Tragedy on top of tragedy you know it?s killing me. So many people in agony, this shouldn?t have to be, Too busy focusing
a sickness in the roses (that you hold) hold me and drown don't wake up (don't wake up) there is a sickness in the roses (that you hold) can you stay
drugs and poison Would have stopped it all just to hear them scream It's nice to see you're standing over me, and you're not smiling (you're not smiling
in the right direction See you again Baby And I hope that I can see you again I don't wanna know that I can count her out You're too scared to talk
love you so much I want to light you on fire Show you how hot you are I want you so bad I want to punch you In your face Hit you Till you see stars
Better without you This is your future as I see it You will be homeless, poor, and broken She will have left you when she finds out who you are You?
another at least we got our Goadome Nikes a metaphor, for the insecure if you ain't wearing no color, can't nobody say nothing one can never be judged
stare See how we are Gotta keep bars in between us See how we are We only sing about it once in every twenty years See how we are Oh see how we are Now
ride You're toxic I'm slipping under taste of a poison paradise I'm addicted to you Don't you know that you're toxic? And I love what you do Don't you
t wanna be another statistic, living through c.d.'s Either the graveyard or max. security, prison you'll see G's Look at the homie's little girl, she ain't
Don't wanna be another statistic, living through c.d.'s Either the graveyard or max. security, prison you'll see G Look at the homie's little girl, she ain't
look to your family Cause they gon tip with you, wait for you to get paid and try to sip with you But y'all ain't drinking up out my cup, cause that will
you to death But yet I loved you so, wanted you to feel my pain since 91 So brother come with me, and die slow I hate you to death, but yet I loved you
share. Don't talk, I can guess it. Don't talk, well now your restless and you need somewhere to put the blame for how you feel inside. You'll look
