I know , you don't What you say it's wrong The time goes by ,so enjoy this time don't look back, don't be so hard with yourself don't look back, i don
Imagine a place where the snow is no colapse and the silence present Think a site where the free is no limit and the danger is under your foot Take
I never feel so lost on San fransico's street Suicide girl with black tatoos, punk rock music so where are you? I never try to understand ,all the
Do you see the young kids dying Do you see blood on the wall Do you see my town burning day by day Violence and fight for nothing Never feel so insecure
I wait near the phone always alone I feel so bad today again why You don?t answer me , you try to forget me And I drunk to much again In my mind ,
When i wake up this morning, i remember that you leave me In the darkness of the night Every day is steal the same You say to me: "I have to go" It's
The sky of USA ,is for me so far away But not for long, for long time I take my guitar, i don't care if i'm bizar I just want to play rock n roll It
Every day and every morning, I?ll try to be something good. I know she doesn?t like me and I know I?m so happy. Swannie?s just like them, Swannie
sell? (Yell!) Yo, where we fittin' to go? (We fittin' to go back to jail!) {x4} Dale. Palmdale. (Hey, everybody just clap your hands.) Dale. Palmdale. (C'mon, c'mon, c
? (Yell!) Yo, where we fittin' to go? (We fittin' to go back to jail!) [x4] Dale. Palmdale. (Hey, everybody just clap your hands.) Dale. Palmdale. (C'mon, c'mon, c
go, cats jock me like WHOA! Digga puttin' TVs on the cotties like WHOA! Rah first featured on The Score like WHOA! Whores tried to run up on my draws like WHOA! C
on a true story, from a Man that lost land... [Verse 1: (Cappadonna)] I'm goin' all out, I love trout Black is what I be about 95-south all the way
(feat. Lil' Rob, Mr. Shadow) [Triple C] Big Bow, 13 motherfucker Big Bow, 13 [Triple C] Another jam from the mind of the double D I put it down for
[Hook x2:] C-H-I-C-A-G-O It's the final tic and here we go Forget about them other styles Conflict kicking rodeo [Verse 1: Kilo] Once upon a time
-a-Fella label baby fuck them other labels baby And we been duckin shots from all them haters lately We gettin paper baby, them others tryin to keep up
what is known of the scroll and key Of the D.O.C. Yeah Yeah I have a secret plan New world connects and threatens man Other hand, everyone fake god Light
to C-K It's O.K. everyday But don't caught or you get all day You know we lose more soldiers than weight Homies never comin' home for a sloppy-ass C-K
arms, My lucky little charm You're the reason why, I can always make it through the storm You was there back in '95 when Power Tools was live Alex C.
