me now I made it look at me now I made it Here my now I made It look at me now I made it See I have now made it Here I am now, I made it Here is my life
I made it look at me now I made it Here my now I made It look at me now I made it See I have now made it Reaching things now I never thought possible
I've become CNN said I'd be dead by 21 Black jack I just pulled an ace You looking at the king in his face Everything I dream ma'fuckers I'm watching
I come I come say 'Cause I get wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire Yes I wicked, I told them not to keep on their fire Yes I wicked, I told
runaway (wanted) dead or alive I was born to be a runaway, anyway, (runaway) Wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive Wanted dead
and when I woke up in my hospital bed, And saw what it had done, well I wished I was dead. Never knew there was worse things than dyin'. For I'll go
no prints on the ruger when i pop it. Being gangsta i made it cool, watch how i spray the tool. I fucked ya girl in march, made you da aprils fool.
if I had taken wise Kitty's advice I never would have made that short cut on the ice Poor creature she's dead, poor creature she's gone I'll never get
your tears And falling insane Your smile is dead and gone Never thought I'd miss my time I'm just a thursday believer Making illusions unreal If I could
by side all I predicted has now begun Leaves falling down anywhere I hide all that was laid down it seems I drown You made my beliefs grow little stronger I
I'm sorry for For everything I wish that I could stop your tears from falling down Probably I'd make it worse Maybe I wasn't always there It doesn't mean I
t you ever tell lies.' It was a frosty December, it wsn't the season for fruits; His father fell dead of heart disease while lacing up his boots. It was
chances; by then we all knew they were right It was 1943 and we, the walking dead, made up our minds to fight I remember Warsaw, we stood side by side
I had taken wise Kitty's advice I ne'er would have made that short cut on the ice Poor creature she's dead, poor creature she's gone I'll ne'er get my
means no prints on the rugger when i pop it. Being gangsta i made it cool, watch how i spray the tool. I beat ya girl in march, made you da aprils fool
I'm a clown Charlie Chaplin, Eva Braun She learned to smile, I bought her friends It was the beginning of the end Ref. It's cheap thrills and high scores It
