still belongs to you You don't have to run You just have to start it over, start it over The pain is just too strong You just have to start it over, start it over
And I picked it up to smell it I wrapped it up in plastic until I put it in glass And hang up in the hallway so I can always look at it And as for me
of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and bones Hearin prayers, she axin for my good health That I become a man and learn to make a way for myself
a city of silver dreams They hung a star over 5th Avenue Like a beacon that's calling you home With our gifts we come looking for comfort May we find
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes. It's one for all and all for one We work together common sons Never need to wonder how or why. We
nigga can spit that style My nigga I spit it I did it Now suckas need to quit it 'Cause it's real Chorus Verse 3: Big Boi Well it's that nigga that
't gonna change [D-Tay:] I don't play that shit [Young Buck:] G-Unit do ya' thang [Young Buck:] Some say I'm crazy for signin with 50 cent Them same
I've seen I've lived By 22 years old, 50 thousand dollar vehicles I rimmed {*scratches*} My dreams start over the stove I ran over the globe and back
For your love I've taken for granted I'll do anything to change If that's what it takes, yeah No use in pretending, ain't no pride in it all A cure
make it I'm up against time but I won't face it I'm thinking about my life what it is now And how one slug can change what it once was I'm accepting the
it down If i could go back i would do it again Do it again Do, do, do it again Ooaaahh Verse 3: See one of my homboys he's doin' good He started life over
it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful" ... ... "
head 'Cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit G-Unit do ya' thang Some say I'm crazy for signin' with
me flowers when it's over And who will give me comfort when it's cold She took a plane to somewhere out in space To start a life and maybe change the
have to go on winning You think I've sold out? Dead right I've sold out! I just keep waiting for the right offer Comfortable quarters, regular rations 24 hour Five Star
of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and bones Hearin' prayers, she askin' for my good health That I become a man and learn to make a way for myself