you who cares if my time is wasted, you don't use it! its nothing all i can be is all there is, was and will be. the only difference in infinacy between
forgive you who cares if my time is wasted, you don't use it! its nothing all i can be is all there is, was and will be. the only difference in infinacy
: I'd like to have company during thunderstorms I'd like you to fall for me but it would soon turn lousy and wrong I meant what I said, all I want is
As I watch your children grow And the years them carry on And I miss you even more Still I send them go to school And tell them What dem fi know All
girl He said don't get hung up Hang ups will get you down He said don't look back Look up and then look around That time I was feeling high Like I never
layin Fabe I gotem And watch me get em And I do them Or I did them And there's two within my denin And I shoot everything but woman and kids Bitch niggas
God Don't Front Yo, I Be In The Front Row Watch Your Wise Cracks Or I'll Be At Your Front Door And I Push Up On A Female Smoothly, In A Gl But Keep That
what I look like, son I'm from brooklyn, What it look like, I get it cause I got it, I got it so I get it I gave shawty some until she said oh I get
And I tore us apart. Did you ever think it was easy, Thought my time was running out Tried it how I wanted tto Though you did not agree But I was calling
gun Now look what I become, nigga was on the run From the coptom slums, they right, like father like son But I'm missing them days when I couldn't roll
Where I'm from there's only two things standing on the corner Me and that liquor store Look what the bloods did to Weezy Look what the crips did to Jeezy
glock And I can't forget, B.I.G. got murdered by the cops Even I was Ready To Die, when I heard that he was shot What's beef? Beef is when I murk you
think I was born Christian I done seen more dead bodies than a mortitian seen niggaz In and out of county blues like they was born crippin so I'ma keep
sickas cell, fuck your talk is cheap When I see you, and I'm gonna see you I'm strip you down asshole naked and thats how I'm leave you Then I'm find
fucking gun Now look what I become, nigga was on the run From the coptom slums, they right, like father like son But I'm missing them days when I couldn
to dream when your dream was being on top And you already there, so you look down into the city and see life ain't what it used to be Kids fantasing bout
must be fooled Here's the mic and here's your cue Summer rain and Christmas tears Holiday addiction and fear Throw away love and golden years 'Cause daytime you might miss your life I think I
