that's when I miss you most of all And my arms keep reaching for you my eyes keep searching for you My lips keep calling for you and my shoes keep walking
Wake UP! Another dream I can't forget all of your words stuck in my head We walk alone all those sunsets Those days are gone... It was just a dream
you will die. You race of cowards, you race of imbosiles, you race of good for nothings If you cannot do what other men have done What other nations have done, what other
faces, Running from dem races Shooting up them places Killing other babies As bitter as the taste is, And words can not explain it Just walk the narrow
I told you I hate to say I told you anything at all... You never listen anyways You don't know what I am capable of Keep this knife by my side, until
jacket prices Her body nice, face dime Give you that iPhone 4, face time Shorty in the streets, still handle the home Enough class for wine, still handle patron When them other
trying to be Jack Bauer So let fam' keep talking You gonna need a +Weekend At Bernie's+ If you trying to see a +Dead Man Walking+ [Red Cafe:] I guess
On them streets You better keep your hand on them heats And live what you sayin' on them beats Real talk.. [Verse 1] They ain't walkin' the walk, they
the streets like man hole covers Rims look like blades when a fan blow brother I'm waiting on a storm to land, roast others The man no other, cause I
, ma, come and get lost with me As far as them other chicks, can?t get ?em off-a me Everlastin? love in a whole other fashion All I?m askin?, let me cash
canines through And I pace myself I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth But I keep em' on a diet Embrace they health Or either keep
dont know what the other consumers you been with do I put a days decide to go to blooms and just spend with you like any other man I would of zoomed
way (I'm lost) I can't find my way (lost) I can't find way? [Game - Verse 2] If I tell the story you gotta keep it between us, Only other niggas that
up, one of us went Pop, one ride 26's, other one ride stocks One of us hugged B, the other one hug the block, they both love BIG but one of 'em fucked
mothers, deadbeat fathers, no families Lost and often runaway or live with grandparents Life stories with no authors, see it through, {?} Robinson's cubicles When time life is so beautiful Walk
same ones smokin since the 60's Everybody yellin gimme, gimme Every nigga in the hood, one hand on his jimmy Other hand grip the semi, c'mon walk with
You know what you started with give him half of that He gon give you 50 g's in a plastic sack And i'mma gives you 3500 cash for that Gotta keep your mouth
did not do this (do what?) Tear down the wall between Jews and Gentiles Praise God now, I can be his child Now we can walk in unity with no more beef And keep