Find a corner where I can hide Silent footsteps crowding me Sudden darkness but I can see No sugar tonight in my coffee No sugar tonight in my tea No
a corner where I can hide Silent footsteps crowdin' me Sudden darkness, but I can see No sugar tonight in my coffee No sugar tonight in my tea No sugar
L.A. The big city lights were always my dream I'm just hoping that everything is all what it seems So as I'm packing away I found my year book, I had
move to L.A. The big city lives were always my dream I'm just hoping that everything is all it seems Uh So as I'm packing away I found my yearbook I
You See My Folks Acting Crazy Like It's In Kindergarten I'm Bringing Heat Like Old Ladies When They Is Menopausing Curren$y (Hook): It Was My Only Wish To Rise It Was My
open up your mind, do you know who I am, deliverer of a rhyme My job is to verbally slay suckers, like an Uzi spray motherfuckers The underground is
m off my rocka I've lost my mind Silent, you better all findin, Hoffa Sick man brought my nine Sixth man off my pine (I'm off!) Industry heads off my
, I'm gonna start living out loud All my demons, I have fought 'em My inhibitions, I have lost 'em Wasn't easy, but I taught 'em To just get out of my
, they eat those Old school guns is like old albums, clean 'em and they keep goin' [Chorus] Hey man it's rough outside Crack heads is buyin' all night Handguns is
my brain Hovers New York, my third eye glides with the view like a hawk Defined, my mind is automatic, rhymes are tragic Fount in the attic, lost you
why, we hear.. [killah priest] 4 grain worn, baptism of form, avoid the vast My space avoids, again between the asteroids For atlanta upon the planet, lucky bandit, lost
that never been seen This debeneir style of my words is high-caliber Speakin' my mind for every day that's on the calendar 'Cause I'll'a been quiet,
losin my mind, but it's not lost yet I'd pay a thousand dollars just to see your sihlouette Red is the rose's color, blue is the violet's Here's my number
Now take these bullets with you to hell You motherfuckers is sick, don't think Sauce the shit So many niggaz on my nuts I thought I lost my dick Picture
There you are the earth and I'm the moon My desire is to stand by the fire That burns inside of you Every time I turn around When I'm lost and when
so hard to keep it true It's the balance of the scales, it can't be challenged or expelled Soon as somebody lost somebody else prevails Some someone is quiet
a gangster) Though with neighboorhood props making shots by the cops (so rough so rough) [Verse 3:] Its so rough you gotta stay tough all my gangsters from my
you thought that I lost it LR the great, 1218 (Lookin' hella mean in my 1218's) Look, lookin' hella, mean in my 1218's (Lookin' hella mean in my 1218