you next to me. This is keeping me up so I decided to just give in, call it a night. I've run out of different ways to tell you what I've tried a million
this movie I seen one time, About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck. He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for
not have said a thing For the cheddar, I'm not a forgetter or regret a thing I could get her, don't have to sweat her or to get her things I could dead
can have the heart of me There is no part of me that can't be calculated into a commodity My musings amount to a milestone a million miles above monotony
sity where the P is free You catch a bid far worser than a 1 to 3 All up in the after hours on the 2nd floor For that good thing, that keep 'em comin'
a risky business, babe you know the deal Sometimes you just gotta say what the hell Now is that time, roll for the money Life is a gamble but I'm a sure thing
make it, alright, just gotta make it Shawty, all I got is a dollar and a dream Is ya gonna roll wit me? You see, I've tried a 9 to 5 and it just don
Shawty (shawty), all I got is a dollar and a dream Is ya gonna roll wit me? (roll wit me) You see I've tried a 9 to 5, and it just don't fit me (
my time is up So I ain't got no time to waste Don't want a watch with a diamond face I wanna watch through a scope Head shot from a mile away Ya head
If you promise you'll be mine Please, say he's just a friend Now girl, let's not pretend Either he is or he ain't your man Please, say he's just a friend
this movie I seen one time, about a man riding 'cross The desert and it starred Gregory Peck, he was shot down By a hungry kid trying to make a name
a different light She showed me things I thoughht I could be Are not a million miles away As surely as night follows day It follows, I'm a king not a
the crowds are all the same (uh huh huh huh uh huh let em know) To them I'm just a pebble in the sand, a face...without a name [Verse 1] Ya niggas would
Not long ago I went through the gate of dreams I came to the famous City of Destruction Where now a shuttle runs to the Emerald City With air miles and
, make me wanna clap my bitch A hundred miles an hour, wanna rap my whip Asking God "Shit, where we going after this?" I'ma thug, a thug til heart be
