the water is slowly rising all around me. And the seascape filled my ashtray. But the moon has never shone any brighter, And you won?t ever know. You won?t ever know. No, you
s right) Go (We're on my motherfucking block) [Verse 1] They got a nigga, shedding tears Reminiscing on my past fears Cause shit was hectic for me last
shot but ain't no way he shoulda missed me two feet away unless of course you pardoned me and had your angels guardin me and all I can do is thank you
boy, but I'm a player too All up in your city flexin' down the avenue But I ain't mad at you dog, that's what I had to do That least that you could do
you've got rags!" Even worse than that, to make me feel low They gave me a straw hat, while they had Kangols Girls used to say, "Dane, you're so cute
samples play over second half of chorus] "Man what you fuck doin over here?" "Are you awake now?" "Hell yah I'm awake man; now tell me what the fuck
figure How me and Hilfiger used to move through with vigor Had to sit and plan on how to make these seven figures Said the Brinks is comin through, at Fashion Avenue At Tuesday at
I heard the west coast shit was dead what you want me to do Muthafucka just pull me some dreads Hell naw keep it southsiding bitch Im the last man standing
gun to you [gun cocks] You will ask youself, how come your mans didn't enter that last round that he had in Curtis Jackson's ass while he had the chance You
Cause a brother like me said "Well Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, what you ought to do" Follow for
sell 'Cause a brother like me said "Well Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, what you ought to do" Follow
from helllll) (Back from hell) (From the dephts of hell) (Back) (back from hell) (Back from hell) (Back from hell) (From the dephts of hell) (Back) (back from hell) (Back) (back) (back from hell
in where you fit in, fool You was a mark up at the high school Now you're hardcore like CB4 Biting, what you wanna be me for? It's your life, you wish
done Where I'm from? New Orleans tha killa capital On Washington Avenue hustlers a hassle you & jack you too You at your own risk walkin' up 6th Tha last
awoke I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat Slid into the front, my family stared at me Sayin, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be" They kept askin me
t figure How me and Hilfiger used to move through with vigor Had to sit and plan on how to make these seven figures Said the Brinks is comin' through, at Fashion Avenue At Tuesday at