It's perfect or so they say But its hard to see it Turn out that way To keep it going, to keep it going, breathing breathe deep, breathe deep Try to
[Originally by Blink 182] It's understood, I said it many ways Too scared to run, I'm too scared to stay I said I'd leave, but I could never leave
close you can taste it I've been waiting for too long please forgive me for what I have to do but your eyes have wondered or so you knew to every other
Head under water And you tell me To breathe easy for awhile The breathing gets harder Even I know that Made room for me It's too soon to see If
You can thank me For finding out a way to turn back time See there's this ghosts who's a friend of mine Who always keeps me save Until i wake up,
I got up and made my way to the door and I dropped my conscience on the way out I turned and I looked back down on the floor But my conscience wasn't
in the latest fashion Trained in mackin' never, rockin' Gators clashin' Assorted wear, AZ, Firm extrordinaire Make it more severe, lockin' shit down all this year Nas: {Verse Four
[Intro: Buddha Monk] Thirty year... Shaquasia, Monica, Naela, Jasmine Pay close attention, daddy got a little story to tell This gon' help you through
fast Little Big Man, buck buck, bustin 'nuff ass! Wheel it again Selector Diesel Rap-A-Lot comin da ragamuffin style, nineteen-ninety-tree Four five and year
now, and we stand strong Thirty niggaz on six blocks, makin the cash long Shit is good, because niggaz gettin what they been wantin and we see the same shit, other
I opened wide for the mountains but I only tasted sand You did a year abroad in Italy so I sent you backrubs on paper, poems on barf bags, a school year
of mother And I still see a resemblance of her Do you remember the timing I would change the four dogs on assignment Four bricks, one block, all fiends
a farm, the work was hard and the times were tough but grew there a man, six foot tall and a strong pair of hands and tailor made shoes, with a four hour
I used to get depressed Overwhelmed by the stress Feeling my life was the illest mess Always dwelling on the stuff that wasn't right And staring at the four
other shit was gonna kill me Six weeks, and everything seem so clear Before I knew it, time flew and I was clean for a year Can't believe something started
I fall asleep hoping, maybe I'll wake and you'll be home I done lost a whole lot of people to this thing here In 98 we lost four in the same year Sill
to live, peep the scene Mom and dad, bustin they ass, 14 years In the night they would pass, each other Tryin to raise six of us - one sister, four brothers
hit by the ricochet Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah [x8] [verse four] Niggers want to know about me and the...... We squashed that shit with me and him about a year
