their hold on me too long When all I felt was wrong Ive wiped my tears away now its time for a change No I cant waste another day Coz if u dont dream
that you are Is a face in the mirror! I close my eyes and you'll disappear! [Hyde] I'm what you face When you face in the mirror! Long as you live, I
explain And my effort comes to no avail I'm from the place where they release records and no one sells And still they claim king Nigga it's the same thing All day long
, I can't believe i said, I'd lay our love on the ground, But it doesn't matter, Cause i made it up, Forgive me now, Every day i spend away, My souls
can't run You can't hide No surprise Close your eyes Come with me I'm gonna take you with me I'm here to stay Forever ever And ever and day that's never
Steady bustin' shots at both of us, was the strap close to us Then for survival we both to bust But Renaults get to roast to crush, 'cause he steady gettin' closer
[P. Diddy - talking] Yeah There's three things I like about the summertime Drop tops, long hot nights and summer love Yeah Hey yo, B Tell 'em what time
Make your mind with me With me I'm on my (my), way home (home) About to hit the exit Do you need some (some) Cuz I know you had a long day, whoa Do you
away And day to day we live in a daze We march all around til' the sun goes down night children Broken dreams, no sunshine, endless crimes We long for
It might be a long, long way to my golden day That's a chance I'm willing to take There's no chain, no cage that I won't brake In this long, long leap
I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I
don't bullshit, I don't quit writin' a rhyme fit K K K pray each day that I get hit Motherfuckers try to flip on the Icepick Move and slip, close the
I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'
m unlike the rest, known to be the best Fast money, true wealth my eternal quest I hustle all night long, there ain't no gain in rest 12 gauge close range
for, right? Blood flows like sands in the hourglass Cash moves everything, bitches in g strings Gats flashin', mothers make cream on a stick move Improve your dope flow, cold max with the long
again comin at you hyper Donald D the Syndicate Sniper Boston Strangler, Charles Manson No matter what killer I mention, keep dancin _Five Fingers Of Death_, _Fists Of Fury_ St. Valentine's Day
, true gees But they got all day, so now it's just me And I'ma kick this slang until the day I die I can't go straight, I won't even try I'm stuck in
