Ain't it funny now, we can see We're who we're meant to be You still have all of my You still have all of my You still have all of my heart (Ohhhh)
me away from all the pressure, and all the pain Show me some happiness again, I'm goin blind I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin well I know my
come and get me Niggaz know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser Word to God I'
this man Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens I'm still getting chased by those lights Only the light's lime, and my mic's on And my
sirenes all around And the streets are mean If I could make it here I could make it anywhere That's what they say Seeing my face in lights Or my name
Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah...) I'm still hearing those sirens, I'm still getting chased by those lights, Only the light's mine and my mic's on And my
beside me while I sleep Steer me from the slumber wolf Tangled forest of the mind Speaks to me of self-despise Close the window through the pane Hear the siren
met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die But dawn bleeds with the people here and morning skies are red As young girls load up bicycles with
be my lover) Though there's green grass on the other side (She can't be my lover) All I can say is Hi She can't be my lover Listen listen right now [
bly Never trouble you so why you want shoot the i Too much wicked man deh 'bout ya oh me oh my Now feel it inna me heart when a siren a cry Chorus:
i spent all my money in a mexican whorehouse, across the street from a catholic church, and then i wiped off my revolver, and i buttoned up my burgundy
and pretty blue dreams now it's raining it's pouring the old man is snoring now i lay me down to sleep i hear the sirens in the street all the dreams
You've taken hold over me, The anchor in my chest, Begs me to stop, Rest my limbs and go to sleep, And as the waves crash down, My ears ring with the
don't take it personal I been up all night with my son I'm tryn'a reach the doc before he close I'm stressed out, upset, the lack of sleep got me emotional
always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say Seeing my face