You can't stay away until you fall away from me You can't stay away until you You can't stay away until you (Thanks to Throw The Fight for these lyrics
me You can't stay away until you fall away from me You can't stay away until you You can't stay away until you (Thanks to Throw The Fight for these lyrics
'm a heavy seller Keep white in the office, call it Jerry Heller Lettin' off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick And we gon' sit here, wait for the
little me's Who took believers an opportunity to breathe And you ain't gotta go overseas to see our rap shit You can come to left, round Queens and get
, I'm a heavy seller Keep white in the office, call it Jerry Heller Lettin' off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick And we gon' sit here, wait for the
no time to throw away [Chorus] Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me To the day I die (we fight and we struggle out here so we can
with a head trip I'm talkin to all the Bloods and all the Crips Throw down your rag and get on the right track, man It's time to fight, unite and be a
that Cause they want in on the act, there's a cognac- Bottle, we snuck it in cause the beer that they were serving here was only tap I'm biting, I fight
, then coughs*) Ay, nigga pass me the blunt (Go get the fuck outta here, oh shit) (*inhales and coughing continues*) Ay, pass this over here man, so we
fear something new fi try press gas find another gear why you wanna throw it all away now you about to hurt yourself it is happening here there and everywhere man a left
trying to lure evil into my world I tell 'em that I'm curious, and I'm only twelve Mom and dad are gone for the day, I'm by myself Buckets that I throw
to breathe I'm not fool enough to think You couldn't live life without me I didn't come this far to throw the towel in I didn't fight this hard to walk
I'm not fool enough to think You couldn't live life without me I didn't come this far to throw the towel in I didn't fight this hard to walk away
god like conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight seasoned vets with their feet in nets a stones throw away from a rock fight but not tonight, feed ?em death here
liquor, in our wonton soup Oops as I smell my fork It smells like sweet'n'sour pork They rush me from the left.. and they rush me from the right Here
to the first grade To my first fist fight Right behind me he would stand No matter how big or tall he made me fight you like a man Throw dirt in your
I rescue you Only thing left to do was to grab her So you can jab her, get a cheap shot You don't wanna feel chumped Now here the cops come So we gotta
is here with me Though I wish him back, I know he cannot see My hands trembling I know he hears me sing Chorus: I light this candle and watch it throw