a few 5ths, I got a few 9's, Here nigga take one... "yea, don't ever say I don't do nothing for you nigga, you kno don't say I didn't look out for you
crime really paid The nine milli sprayed, I got the fuck out the way From shootout to shootout, the bricks went fast Robberies went bad, niggaz got blast Niggaz kidnapped Drew
I'm alright, I feel real fine I don't live a life that's uptight when there's a fight there's struggling I can't roll through the world without offering
a work shop round where I stay Some people got the love, but they don't know the way Some people know the way, but they don't know what to say And I'm
sweet potato pie Don't want pumpkin again, no, they don't want 'Cause it don't taste right, no Look-a-here city boy with your silks and braided hair Don
A letter from home came this morning And each line on that handwritten page Drew a picture of life in Louisiana And just how long that I've been away
your lips she drew the hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Maybe there's a god above But all I've ever learned from love Was how to shoot somebody who out-drew
Yes, I am the fox And I go where I want Padre, don't it seem Hundred years ago Before I donned the mask I'm Don Diego Now there's only minutes left For
(Leonard Cohen) I heard there was a secret chord That david played and it pleased the lord But you don't really care for music, do you Well it goes
On the blue waters of mermaids I was sailing on the blue Brought up a catch of strangest wonder On the blue And I drew my knife to gut What I had taken
from here in other towns With lesser names where lonely ghost doesn't tell Merry old William exactly what they want to hear You remember the house that we drew
aside all of the romance and the poetry, remember; don?t believe everything that you hear. And when you left, the devil turned his collar up and drew
(Marcus) I need a first class chic And the one that I pick Man you now that she's gonna be fly Be fly (Drew) 1st class chic internationally known that
character I stab you in ya left eye make you see how i write You pussy don't sleep on me without ya night light Fuck the bedbugs I don't want ya chick
turned the maddened cattle From Lenore, his little friend And as the mighty herd rushed toward him He turned to met his end And as the herd came on him His weapon quickly drew
in a song notes I don't hear yet, but I will when I am gone. I've been pouring my heart up, up through the floor boards but you don't live here no more
