Letras:
Lit Pictures Of You

long at these pictures of you That i almost believed that they're real I've been living so long with my pictures of you That i almost believed that the pictures

long at these pictures of you That i almost believed that they're real I've been living so long with my pictures of you That i almost believed that the pictures

hold of a memory Do you remember the days when forever Had only just begun You reach for the distance And when you arrive the distance And when you arrive

body bag Uhh, boom you slipped up, now you're zipped up Yeah one more statistic, fronted and got ripped up No joke, you be yolk, no matter how it sound

much to say "Son can't you see that she's just a little girl She don't know nothing about this cruel cruel world" We lit out down to Florida we got along

die You try to deal with us, but you got no blunts to get high You won't be real with us, but ya reelin' us and you want to ride You try to deal with

: Promise that you always will Keep candles lit on the windowsill You know I?ll be comin? home You know I never wanted to go away But what am I supposed

all manageable Pick and choose Sit and lose All you different crews Chicks and dudes Who you think is really kickin' tunes? Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube Like you lit the fuse You

Niggaz tryin to kill me dog, who wouldn't? Screw Gooden, I pitch in the PJ's Lit off the EJ, I split Dutchies with my ring finger You find a bitch that