me again And I can?t turn away I'm hanging by thread and I'm feelin? like a fool I'm stuck here in-between The shadows of my yesterday I want to get
Why should that stand in our way? As long as the room gets let, the fifty that I will get is fifty more that I had yesterday, Ja? When you're as old
yesterday So much to give, nothing to take But nothing more to waste Breathing the air that seems to change Feeling like you' re a new man Another start
same clothes from yesterday Same hoes from yesterday Lightin' clips to the same dro' from yesterday Her hang-overs yesterday You ain't mistaken we in Benz's today But we had them Range Rovers yesterday
found my way TRACY & LINK Cause you can't stop the beat Ever since this old world began A woman found out if she shook it She could shake up a man
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Woke up I had the same clothes on I had on last night Damn I must have passed out And cash is just like the clothes I worn yesterday We are broke
ya, baby I need you, I need ya, I need you, I need ya. Last night was a blur but all I remember is, Black shirt bare carrats on my wrist, Me and a couple man
even look me in the eyes i can see straight through him hes just a bithch and you fell him cos hes ritch but u leave me cos im broke you was only wiv me yesterday
like yesterday, Fifteen hooded up thirteen year olds, In westie were the bester days can you relate, Young black boys from council estates, Rolling around the ends twenty man
sad Even though I've tried till I've cried, I can't even stand Feels like I've died a thousand times, but just can't make it man Ain't nothing different
I'm sleeping, not while I'm creeping Because my closest homies, might be into grim reaping Hard for me to believe, that I became the man I am Went from
in the ghetto, day by day I'm bumping trying to make a profit, cause I gotta get my pay You better, keep watching me and Pretty soon, you'll see man
grave, the simple diary of man Unbearable, searable, popular demand Unbearable, searable, popular demand From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man
[Intro:] Hey you know what Q Some people are just so happy, happy together man I mean I wanna know what that is What is love, I dunno [Verse 1:] What