Death is calling This plagues got me beat The streets are empty Paved with deceit Bright blue skies Fade to gloom A certain death I'll see you soon
face, shit My nine mm on my waist, shit I'm a problem Shoot up your place shit Let a few go Then I get low Blazing Haze again The Masters, The Wall Street
do what you can for yourself There's a contract out on me Now there's no safe place to be I'm on the run all day and night Laying low, staying out of
: (feat. Lloyd) [Fabolous] Tryin to show you somethin shorty Ay baby girl they say the world is a beautiful place, that's right I'm tryin to help you
told him Mase Prayin on my downfall since I came up Young Buck, Olivia ain't safe I'm riding through your neighborhood with my stainless Yayo, I'm Outside your place
want my whole destiny (If you got it) I'm gone take it (If you're in it) You're coming with me (Bench warmers) Get no playing time (No sleeping) Till
got because of empty pockets Blaming every other face for our empty pockets And I think we need a shift in direction Better wake your ass out of sleep
Pac You ain't got to lie to kick it y'all don't hear me I got these niggas yackin' in my face about some shit that never took place And what you see
Even when I die They won't worry me Mama don't cry Bury me a G So you wanna make a million And motherfuckas catching drug cases I place my glock inside
different wings in the spot, choose one Some get addicted, some do it for fun Boy my hoes are clean, just like my guns And I keep them in a safe place
low [Lay:] GOD loves me, [Kray:] swing low [Lay:] ask me how I know [Kray:] swing low [Lay:] GOD loves me, ask me how I know [Kray:] swing low [Lay:]
U Need Luv As Much As U Much Seem Its All Need Samll Price To Pry For Tha Air That We Breath And Tha Babies Born Place To Go Whenwe Sleep Food That
pack your bags And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall Just one kiss from you my brother and we'll ride until we fall Well sleep in the fields, we'll sleep
go low So I go low, taste the shit, taste it again I like it Baby tell me why tell me so I'd like you to go high you tell me to go low So I go low, taste
on cliffs and cobbled streets they wind and drift and moods are made and set but shift this place where skies are low and birds are big We went to sleep
