hopes and my fucking dreams I left burried there, somewhere far behind I'll push it down and turn my back no matter how I try Who I was and what I wanted
grave I'll be dead, hope my soul will be safe For a time, hope forever All the seasons will have been gone Time will come that you will forget My name and
the battle with animals and cavemen And dead animals and dead men I?m all in and my only friend is Amen Keep your mouth cosed, you wanna know why you
over the stove and on a school clothes Open the refrigerator like where did the food go? Trying to do whatever I can to be a man, hope you understand
Sweating over the stove and on a school clothes Open the refrigerator like where did the food go? Trying to do whatever I can to be a man, hope you understand
stood still and cried. We wait 'till something dies Our hopes & dreams will fly and death itself stood by Cause you're just like my Ritalin See yeah babe, you always win You
not the man of your dreams, my plan and schemes To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free I see yesterday I called you names, and played
me from here? Can you see me, hoe? Picture me rollin And all you punk police -- can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit Free
these crazy days These crazy nights Whether you wrong or you right I'm a still love you Still feel you Still there for you No matter what (hehe) You
But you you always stay down for a nigga so that's why I love you Reminiscing needing tissues Fighting over childish issues, swear I can't live with you but without you
that, you say you comin back? Bring it on, fo' whoever strapped Introduce you to the pleasure and the pain, you can go so far Just sell me your soul, and
thugged out and so crazy Don't want to hurt a soul ni**a, so don't make me I got a dream to see my whole team in Lexus Coupes My enemies dead n buried
me from here? Can you see me, hoe? Picture me rollin And all you punk police -- can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit
beat up by my fuckin crew A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready to box You catchin knots from my nigga Freddie Foxxx And I, You really don't
up your throne He'll take off you head before taking your crown The mystic, he laughs, you should have listened to me But now you beg for you life on
forget you and our version of paradise I can't forget you and our version of paradise Everything you do it comes back to you whatever it may be what you
