I lived for your attentions but you don't care about me. I was a child and feel a son of "Sir Nobody". I'm trying to forget?now I'm trying to forget.
love and what had come before Our hands were pressed against the day That one of us would want to run away As separate as black from blue And easy as a hundred years
the way) Now nigga we did we went and we got [Verse 3: Layzie] We did it alone by ourselves Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
book Years and years me and my notebook I take a close look Peep it dread see myself failing A felon on the verge of 1-8-7 But I ain't ever wanna do
: We said the same thing at the same time, I aint knock on wood. Black cat crossed my path, my luck still good. Broke a mirror, I aint get 7 years of
All year round I'd be steady chasin' money Gotta get it now can't let it get away from me Restaurant food in my tummy Oh, how I miss those home-cooked
my mind cos its only music that keeps me sane plus bud and beers to forget the pain just reflecting on days run away (smasher) let me tell another story, tell em about a 23 year
day, yo, I'm out on a furlough [ CHORUS ] (He's probably twenty-somethin years old And he gon' do 20, probably gon' do 20 years That's what he hollerin
phatted But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year, yea East born Beast candles on Lovely all over the city And your tape deck blasting 7 hours
to Clayton County, my house got surrounded The enemies trying to drown me, but my hood still around me Rookie of the year, no freshman cover Shawty sixteen years
peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment with their own weapons is no good, because they always win and they'd been winning for thousands of years
/ Capo, my nigga what/ Nigga execution always my guns is crippin 'cause, P.B.D. posse/ I roll with Rasu, Nina Ross, and Skails, Rhythm and Ghetto, Rosiah, 7
old A wrapped fish in it, all smelly and cold From garbage that came from you and me 1.........2...........3...........4............5....... 6..........7..........8...........9.............10... You can't forget
door neighbor 'Cuz the kids are gonna rock their little faces off next year Forget the words 'cuz the words don't make it Like under the stars 12/7/94
can see Ooh, little darlin' if you're free for a couple of hours (Free for a couple of hours) If you ain't busy for the next 7 years (Next 7 years)
past his peak? Just keep stack in tha sheep you keep counting when you can't go to sleep Two years out of high school goin on way too deep tell me again why 7
bed not talkin' 'Cause we'd already said too much I faced the wall, you faced the window Bound and determined not to touch We've been married 7 years
a band, you the people in the stands understand I keep my lyrics slum and rigid Young prospects watch, my feet don?t miss my pivot Don?t matter my year
