say why But can't you see that I'm no longer free to love you Can't love you now I'm no longer free to love you
newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother Yea, daddy love us but in the meanwhile You talkin behind his back and in his face you smile You moved out the house, You
will leave you with this, my lil' angel, daddy loves you How I'd die for you, cry for you, ride for you [Blue Chip] Yeah, switchin handles like you breakin
my mama's eyes No one knows my struggle They only see the trouble Not knowing it's hard to carry on when no one loves you Picture me inside the misery
slangin You got to have papers in this world You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl Ya doing ya job, every day And then you work so hard
if ya peep Other niggaz close they eyes Seein' dreams in they sleep But don't fall asleep Don't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on Pictures of penny
't love bitchez!,and believe they don't love niggaz! I got'em playing my attraction But you became a distraction a threat to my paper stacking I thought you
of there, lucky to be here to tell you But it'll never be a repeat people I'm tryin to tell you. [Dramacydal] Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged
slangin You got to have papers in this world You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl Ya doing ya job, every day And then you work
and my pockets deep, you will find the reasons that I can't sleep, and you will still want me, will you still want me? Will you still want me... Well
I said this traffic is hell Can you give me a lift An I'll try to paint a story Got your pictures to hell Yeah you got to make a living With what you
this traffic is hell Can you give me a lift An I'll try to paint a story Got your pictures to tell Yeah you got to make a living With what you bring
(Wyclef) {Juvenile} You got me fucked up I'm innocent look I ain't do this shit you don't want to hear my side but you believin' that bitch You makin
a liquor store Now nigga if you want a hoe, nigga just let me know I'll send a H, and when she gets you (got you) She with you forever, and a day, that
worlds apart, But her Mother said never mind your part... Is to be what you'll be. The theme of the sermon was come unto me, Love will find a way, So
the people some of time times Some of you rhyme but might not like one of them lines I tell you, I let you criticize me one of them times Those of you
I'm innocent look I ain't do this shit you don't want to hear my side but you believin' that bitch You makin' my nerves bad I need to smoke me a jo' '
