eyes there?s a truth in a shadow I just can?t hide something inside - burning to get out waiting to be released WHEN ? THE ? LIGHTS ? GO ? OUT OUT when the lights go out
could fall so what went wrong? how?d things end up this way? I?m willing to try so what does it take figure out the mistakes I made pick myself up
Looking out - on a brand new day still striving towards - a promise that we made no sign of victory - no feeling of any vindication I?m feeling let
many lies, so much for honest look me dead in the eyes and swear it?s the last time that this guilt will ever be upon us I can?t blame anyone, when
reaching for something despite our past 2x again we try to rise above again we try to find a new love again we try to make new dreams when it all
They say the clock?s ticking it?s the end of the line get your kicks now cause we?re running out of time I?ve been running and running out of breath
your table has turned Catch a fire Your gonna get burned Slave driver your table has turned Catch a fire Your gonna get burned VERSE Now dem take up
: When you wake up in the fire And your harbor lies in ruins You wonder why the giant has been shot Fired off down from the sky You plead for explantation
feeling nothing from the waist down Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up There's only one legend alive The rest you gotta dig up You acting like it'
I got them hollow tips.. to stick up in the AR's Detectors in the dash.. to pick up on the radar Stash box in it when I purchased the vehicle So I don
the fire to my blunt You can try her if you want, bet it's gon' cost you Bags with the G's, jeans with the horseshoe She can go to work or chill like
blow the guts out the dutch and do the same to you And just to get shit crackin, I drop the toaster Grab the Louis go Sammy Sosa And you ain't gotta
for tha big penn Niggas commin' out worse offthan when they went in Over tha years I done alot of growin' up Getten drunk thrown' up Cuffed up Then I
go With the lights out, rollin down a dirt road But I ain't goin alive, I'd rather die than be a convict I'd rather fire on my target I hit the corner
they was fuckin with me but they dumb to see [2Pac] Open up fire watchin me spy when my shells split em Plus all them tricks and the bitches go to hell
you!) "Get out the car... or I'lI hurt you" So here I go, I better make my mind up Pick my nine up, or hit the line-up I chose B, stepped into the streets
