me lift me back up to the sun I choose to live, I choose to live, I choose to live Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun Help me survive the
off her back and she be back in like five minutes she stay on the move she looked smoked up, and stoned at the buildin refused all coked up alone she
: Thursday afternoon You cast a shadow 'round my room. The breeze moved the curtains, and lifted my perfume into the air, and danced with lazy curls
dollar bills I'm peeling Bottles stacked up to the ceiling And I just can't explain the feeling Fellas, put your grands up Ladies, put your hands up
cha Show you how I light the streets up Kill niggas that never speak up You my fans Sit in the stands and watch me rip these beats up Like a legend, feel
On Me Be Kool Cuz When The Heats Drew The Hollow Tips Will Fuck Up Yo Stomach Like Seafood My Niggaz Hungry When They Look At U They See Food Give Up
calling out, I'm calling out your name Lift your head up high I'm calling out, I'm calling out your name Lift your head up high It's all little pieces
this grave long enough I've been hung up on your smile. But if I lift my head up high enough: I can see for miles and miles. Looking up today at the
you leave your touch On this heart that's broken I can't breathe when you're not here Hey love won't you lift me up On the wings that fly higher than
hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high Witness my enemies die when I ride by, they shouldn'ta tried I send they bodies to they parents up North With
click'll still get treated shitty Business never personal I'm up before the sun come up on thai Just a ghetto star, a dropped up double-R is what I'm
And hope to god I can fly high Witness my enemies Die when I ride by They shouldn'ta tried me Send they bodies to they parents up north With they faces
trees can grow and no man live With my head held high I asked the Northwind Will you please take me with you And the wind lifted me up like a bird whose
to this, now Crips walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up
to this, now Crips walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up
thinks I'm goin' to school, but I'm headed for them streets Before 12 am, I done did more shit than a marine Fall up in the school house, high off them
you high shit Me I'm in that cockpit On my suit and tie shit Tryna cash it and ready I'm not tryna get up in them pockets Fully packed up and holy Best
) sera el amor o el sentimiento que nos une o quizas es un capricho (sera un capricho) wait a minute this is crazy "hold up hold up playboy i got