Letras:
In Her Own Words

You can't ignore, The words and the phrases that we have wrote. You signed and promised we're in this together to fail is to never try. In spite of everything

Shut it, lock it, forget and look the other way. My head is buried under clouds and playing pretend. And we'll lie and we will spurn every chance to take

The day I turned eighteen, I found myself taking one last look at this dead end street Where my band would play and the cops would fucking rage. So I

Cooking cooking cooking everyday Cleaning cleaning cleaning all the day all the day Woman goes to get her son at di police station Woman getting worried Policeman says a mother should care about her

: It's the coming of man And I forget when you went away Like a kick to the face Not winning the race Lion, I've seen you from afar, I've seen her in

: Well den a nuff ghetto youths Dat got no place to go Live night and day roaming In the ghetto Most ghetto youths Aint' got a place of their own Give

JT, another boss from the Bay And rest in peace to my boy Mac Dre, motherfucker [Nina B] Hey yo it seem to me like e'rybody got they own truth Believe

nights and me feature You give me respect In return, I'm a treat ya Youth, I'm a reach her Message, I'm a teach her That we go on, we have no time for

kid I stay out of it, but who gave you the right to do this? We live on Morgan Street; just ten feet between and his mother, I never see her, but her