Letras:
Cross Position

last All when one minus from few Yes we surely had a blast We're like family Me and you A nuh every path you cross Lead to somebody whe true Of the many

we hold it down and live it come on dawg coz we christians men as a we livin stak on our mission and if you knew your position you'd be out representing

't mean to call you a bitch I'll never call you bitch again Damn [Verse 1] Gave my homey 90 days for domestic violence I try to picture myself, in his position

all eyes on us, Crazy rise rain like brimstone kicking up dust I grab the mike with a firm hold In a world of shattered goals, pot holes, broke fokes and bank roll Pole position

silence Leave stranded on this island Go without me on your pillow, on your skin And in the meantime Disbelieve in your suspicions Reconsider your position

in depression, it's closing love so it grooves i assume that whenever slides in her own ground spending life so you flip each day to the night that holds you soft in position

in the head, 16 in the 9 I'm extra Man! The game is mine, in due time It's all right, I'm patient Man! I know how to play my position I know how to play

Said "You wouldn't be the first" I knocked on the bar and pointed To a bottle on the shelf And as O'Malley poured me out a drink I sniffed and crossed

case When you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in your face What's trust, when you keep your wife away from your man? And he never crossed