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made life worth it Stick around, some real feelings might surface Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom Gripping you up, fucking, and choking you What the hell
winnin' Worked so hard to not go insane It's a full time job to not lose my faith Okay, I been here before Alone for the umpteenth time or more I'm
But if love was a crime you be a crook to me Cause mommy I've done been around the world, seened alot of places Been around your girl believe I read
Truly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is Since five, I talk jive in church dressed in corduroy ties Now I'm grown up and been married four times Besides, I'm just a
got underwear that's sittin in the dryer How come every time that you're suspicious I'm a liar? You stand out, I can hear you whistle in a choir And
still got underwear that?s sittin in the dryer How come every time that you?re suspicious I?m a liar? You stand out, I can hear you whistle in a choir
been the kind of man to beat myself up over the past But I can't help thinkin if I just would've spent a little more time then we just wudda been better
Lino, fuckin witness tonight But if this is what they want, it's like Christmas to me It's been a long time since the Big Rich caught a body Fuck it,
def She didn't waste time to ask Word Up the next mornin' feelin good as hell Sleepin' with a girlie sure beats a cell Hit the boulevard in my A.M.
def She didn't waste time to ask Word Up the next mornin' feelin good as hell Sleepin' with a girlie sure beats a cell Hit the boulevard in my A.M.G
I rather take a mark off smooth 'Cause the skill of a hustler is to stick and move And make you say, "Damn, what's his name? Got to give a nigga props
If I said "peace", I'll be a motherfuckin' liar ("I'm lettin' off until my arms tired" - [cut and scratched]) Retaliation [Ice-T] Been packin' straps so long
a eye on my eye in a crowded club I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn't budge She moved through the crowd in a straight line The closer she
life I had a story to tell about my knowledge of hell $2.50 for a book, listen and look, now let's do some Math A gun and a hand, plus an angry man,
, a team player on a solo flight Lookin down on MC's faces full of fright and fear I slam dunk a rap through their ear to hear Heureka! I just struck a
Oh, oh, oh, papers Oh, oh, oh, papers I can't get to work on time Can't believe the words to her I just said But who the hell argue and fight like dogs
a minute, you knawmean? I want to talk to a couple of people man Victory smells so good from here man! Dyko! We talked about this for a long time homie
