I can see it in your eyes there something more to this friendship we started and the friend that i adore. But the stages said its time to work, but nothings
My dear, I fear we've been runnin' round in circles Oh, and it's killin' me My dear, I fear we've been runnin' round in circles But now I'm comin' clean
We've had our troubled times You've had yours, and I've had mine We've been through this before So what's one time, or ten more? 'Cuz you know we're
Take a trip down to the West side Just follow your heart and leave Take a trip down to the West side Just follow your dream and leave It's when everyone
We've had our troubled times You've had yours, and I've had mine We've been through this before So what's one time, or ten more? 'Cuz you know we're gonna
Brodie got next NBA to pay. I'm too paid! (paid!) - Shaded - with some ladies Reppin' my city; West L.A. baby! (WEST L.A., BABY!) West L.A. made me this
a bitch if she was drownin 2 10s poundin in my 325 Rippin 10 times 65, combined with 4 and 5 Comin straight from the west like a south paw crackin jaws
Driving west. Burning daylight and gasoline. I know now what we're running from. I know why we scream. Feeling fate, growing up, getting old. As if by
rattle at the prairie dogs You can hear that mournful tune 'Cause it's round-up time, a-way out west When the cactus is in bloom Yodel... CHORUS Daylight
Bastards Smashin If I'm Ever Forced To Bring The Action Ima Ride Down I'm Pistol Packin We Can Definetly Get It Crackin Old Fashioned Like The Wild West
I'm on my way to west hall And i don't know What you're thinkin when i show up You invite me in I sit and stare at the walls Full of pictures Of the
they lungs stop breathin and they heart stop beatin From 12 A.M. to 12 P.M. in the evenin With three 15 minute breaks in between 'em Good Jesus, that's a real West
when you see me raisin up outta the bush (So you be creepin on the late night, right) Naw, the best way to kill a nigga is in broad daylight (Like
forget your healing hands my love I thought my heart had stopped I swore I had given up I will never forget your healing hands my love You gave me daylight
YOU! Y'all you want is the stake I said this is how the gangstas play Half Ounce niggas gettin' money today W-S (West Side) makin' moves y'all hear what
I don't give a fuck about your pain and your grief You shouldn't of fell asleep, it takes a thief Chorus x 1/2 There's a buster on the West Side, I
