is for the cheddar I remember, sipping on Tangaray and getting high Down with eachother, long as we was barely getting by We grown men, and all living in sin
I been going through it since I got Baptized (It's the Jesus I can feel him all up in my bones..) cuz' he be givin me game on how to live my life long
around your corner, in a Lincoln four do' A fox photo, cause I do it in a flash Nigga watch out, cause that could be your ass I rhyme so long, rhyme so
alone Like Makavelli I close my eyes and picture home Bout a Mo City block, a place that ain't no glocks, and it ain't no sin No longer watching my back
in, trying to close my eyes Cause out this ghetto, I know that I must rise [Z-Ro] Let me clear throat, so I can tell you about this life of sin I hope
Trying to walk, on the straight and narrow But the straight and narrow, just to gets so thin Gotta fall off sometimes, but he know I'm trying Not trying to sin
, because the murderers pay tonight They tell me I'm a profit when I'm pimping my pen But my immediate surrounders got me living in sin I put my faith
ain't what it use to be Where did all the G's go, uh-huh [Z-Ro] I be beeping niggaz with cell phones So why the fuck, the call back take so long If I
like jesus Tricky: Mary magdaleine That'd be my first sin Being with this temptress d: Yeahhhh Tricky: It's a mongrel rage It's a new age As long as
grew a strong love Wish i could sin love Wish i could sin love Wish i could sin love Where've you been, love? How've you been, love? It's a long time
got to smile that way well It lifts your heart, blows your troubles away, and When she moves, well I've got to say that This rhythm method goes a long, long
I see So much beauty Hiden way beneath your skin That sure ain't no sin You say You ain't pretty Not in any place that counts But I am blind to all that
eighth street I fuck that bitch from the top of her head To the bunyons on her motherfuckin' feet I said Bitch as long as your pussy is It's a goddamn sin
see my whole team in Lexus Coupes My enemies dead n buried, now the stress is through But that's a dream, though it seems like reality; there'll never be peace long
fly away, until the end of time Until the end of time Until the end of time [2Pac] Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin My hard stare seem to scare