Verse 1: I am not the same, Everything's been different since the day You came into my life You will never change, You'll always be the truth the life
Situation critical cause shit ain't nothin nice Motherfuckers play for keeps so niggaz lose they life Money comes in different ways, the dope game's
[Verse One] I'm on a night train, from Moscow to St. Petersburg Right outside the wall in the bleeding world With the biggest band-aid cant' make the
Gave us the strength to never fear The hurting talk folks want to hear There must be a different place
Situation critical cause shit ain't nothin nice Motherfuckers play for keeps so niggaz lose they life Money comes in different ways, the dope game's kinda
the lake for their first dip while Ida resumes her position in the nest. Ida, alone, contemplates the last remaining egg and broods about why this one is so 'DIFFERENT
father "Am I the orphaned son you would never need"? But oddly enough I worshipped the ground my father walked upon. My brother and I were a strange mixture, as different
I the orphaned son you would never need"? But oddly enough I worshipped the ground my father walked upon. My brother and I were a strange mixture, as different
