heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on him Blind to a broken man's dream
Smoke filled the tight-packed system A rack of skirt, kit for a victim A three-stage pleasure on a principle as I step and drop a syllable (yyyyo!) A
Outside on a cold and lonely street A homeless woman sleeps this Christmas Tonight, there?s a child that dreams of home In an orphanage alone For all
the top [A-come on!] Jay got the ride with the bowling-ball bang, 2500 dollars a rock! [Aw, lookin' good now!] On the set it be Benz's, Beamers, A whole
of the street: Friday night he went to the pub with his buddies To have a couple of drinks. As his eyes started to wander, She Wolf spun her web. As harmless as a
a woman out there For a man like me Cause you can't keep a good man down You can't keep a good man down Oh no you can't keep a good man down Sugar,
A homemade sandwich, a half jug of tea Average Joe, average pay Same ol' end and same ol' day But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer
child nuff a dem love always leggo di caat dem cunk kool well use more than a restaurant pot nuff a dem uglier than a likkle rat bat but still a trick
down here's naming names Nobody's naming names Now she's looking in the mirror at a lovely woman face No more frightened little girl, like she's gone without a
my lap But you can't drive my Cadillac Big ol fins wings of steel Sweetest scent chromed out wheels It's a Coup Deville Came off the line big and bad A
draining the infected sea Though the scene was indeed too sad Only prayers were taking lead Oh! just some of us survived At least a discent woman and a
with a choice who stand down a threat the size of Oklahoma City just to listen to a young woman's voice here's a toast to all the folks on death row
the right The woman in the lobby stares me down, mocking and unconcerned In California, news anchors all look like they were plucked from a threesome porno scene
with the flute is one of us, with big black eyes and a case in his hands. An enigmatic smile on his face, and a numerical ocean in his brain... AND A
baby please? but it?ll just make a scene you can give her your time but she?ll turn on a dime what?s your story here?s mine she?s got a social disease
scent as your body passed dreading Monday at Sunday noon you'll be returning here none too soon The touch of a supple woman The love of a dog soaking