days like (days like) Days like these (days like these) Days like these Make me wish that you were still by my side. Days like (days like) Days like these (days like these) Days
the boy like sweeter then a honey bun Look I mean sweet like sweeties I amutate u nikkas I'm diabites And I get the girls wet like bikinis Squirt like a oozzy like
the lil' girl's a*** Now her step-mom mad, she like, ?Send her back 'Cause I don't want my real daughter growing up like that? ?I tired to tell you last
hang So let's forget that past I can't dwell on old days If you show a brother weakness you bond to get sprayed Stuck in the hood front me dope I wish
Hi life, we livin' that hi life Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm (Hi life, mmm) I'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad Tired of hearing
Come back in later days. Talk to me when you're certain You're always changing. Never stay the same person Come back in later days. Talk to me when you
s not read the front page herald we need help sometime i wish i could save the world till death i wonder if there's any heros left quiet is kept won
I pull up to front with a smash to the ground black duly Niggaz in the street gettin' wild and unruly Digga B was in the front so he let me through the
read the front page herald we need help Sometime i wish i could save the world Till death i wonder if there's any heros left Quiet is kept won'
, bling-bling in front of my boys Playa hating? Ya damn right I hate these mo'fuckers Act like their lives' like glamor and shit Flash their visa While my city struggle like
Hi life We livin' that hi life Hi life We livin' that hi life I'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad Tired of grandmama telling me When you gonna
with a complex Was mad as a ****, didn?t even show it Yesterday was better off, didn?t even know it Complete role reversal, so it?s useless these days
s not read the front page herald we need help Sometime i wish i could save the world Till death i wonder if there's any heros left Quiet is kept won't
shit we do everyday We can't front, can't front [Chorus] [Krayzie Bone] Well, well, well [K-Mont] It was just, one of them days on the ave of Lincoln
cashmoney, bling-bling in front of my boys Playa hating? Ya damn right I hate these mo'fuckers Act like their lives' like glamour and shit Flash their visa While my city struggle like
livin' that hi life Hi Life (Hi Life...mmmmmmmmmm) We livin' that hi life...mmmmmmmmmmm [Pimp C:] I'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad Tired
grow in the area. These blossoms are so pale yellow they seem translucent almost spectral and suddenly tired, I sat down. I held my head in my hands, feeling like
