hope you remember what I told you, just look at the sky and know that I am here, and I miss you and I will be home soon June 14th: I woke up this morning
wouldn't I talk this slick (why not?) With a watch and bracelet this flooded, and a cross this sick? So why wouldn't I get it homes (I mean) To a nigga
to the right So icey brick boys got it all night These lame ass niggas ain't got no fight Kick in my door we gon shoot out all night Home of he Braves
I love it the most And when the FEDs come to town, you know a nigga get ghost I'm still on my post, cause I can sleep when I'm dead I got the hustle going
I must have left my house at eight because I always do my train, I'm certain left the station just when it was due I must have read the morning paper
Must have left my house at eight, because I always do My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due I must have read the morning paper
store Well he always said, he'd make it on his own He's spending Christmas Eve alone First Christmas away from home She's standing by the train station
then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk for this
boy, treat him right; She saw that he was hungry and gave him food to eat, She knew that he was weary and he had no place to sleep, She took him home
asks me how I feel Not sure I understand his questioning He says I've been away a while But thinks he has cured me From a state of catatonic sleep For
He asked me how I feel Not sure I understand his questioning He says I've been away a while But thinks he has cured me From a state of catatonic sleep
and get your head burnt [Raekwon] I'm a New York dinosaur, Staten Island artifact Hip-Hop's never dead, the (Cuban) gave 'em heart attacks Sleep in the
yeah they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano?s Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald?s Took it to my stashbox, 560 State
If i was a serial killer, they would find all my victims heads in funky-ass station toilets and if i was a serial killer, i would be strage and deranged
Once upon a time there were three little pigs who went out into the big world to build thier homes and seek thier fortunes. The first little piggy, his