So yea basicaly alot of people ask me how life was then... so here it is My old home smelled of good birth Boiled red beans kernal oil and hand me down
He looked funny The children called him the scarecrow An old raincoat And baggy trousers and sneakers he found at the dump Oh, but if you bothered to
Where are my boys? They are in deepest water Where are they now? They are over the hill and far away But they are broken men who lie low Waiting for
If I told you one day, That I would never hurt you. That I would be a promise I can't make If I told you someday, That this could be true love forever
She's like a magazine cover with the face torn out. Pretty on the shelf, but there's nothing to read about. We're going off the deep end (we're going
We started out with good intentions but intentions never last. Even the best laid plans can fail, I'm perfect evidence of that. The fruitions of your
Pack it up we can leave this city behind. So long, so long, I wish you well. Pack it up. We can leave this hell behind. So long, so long, I wish you
Turn those headlights off let's not make a sound just whisper in my ear how much you want me around if you wanted to tell me how much you would miss
Keep your hands to your self Sinners lose their legs, so the saints will march in place To the tune of every doubt you?ve ever had That you ever had
If I had known all these roads had led to you I would of crashed this car now I'm leaving you with all this sorrow and send me your very best the world
This could be a night to remember, but you still give me nightmares I?ll never forget. I?m sleeping with the lights on tonight so before you go, I?ll
This could be a night to remember But you still give me nightmares I could never forget I'm sleeping with the lights on tonight So before you go, I'll
Verse I was cinchin' up her saddle when her brain it came unravelled She was flirtin' with the stallion across the fence Her legs got weak she started
Tiniebla, espesa, de miedos y rencores, atrocidades, sellando los destinos; Para, los reyes, que son y los que han sido, cualquier victoria, bien
[2pac: Talking] I Don't Want To Be Forgotten. I'll Always Be A Troublemaker To Some People. But We Grow. We All Grow. We're Made To Grow. You Either
Mama, words can't express How I feel about you Especially at this Christmastime You went out of your way, Thoughtful gifts that you gave A love of giving
Stumbled my way on the darkest afternoon I got a beer in my hand and I'm draggin' a stoagle too the back of my brain is tickin' like a clock I simmer
N-ggas say they like my old shit So I give them some old shit What the f-ck do I care, its old Shit I'll give them some old shit No, I'll give them
