Testi:
Little League

Ever wait a minute, look down and its been a year? Ever had a friend that said, it looks like rain again? Ever see a spark, that asked you where to begin

What's with this place? And what's with the common day? This city is sometimes wretched. Will I waste away? Or take off for a dream? I hurt, this work

Wait a second I'm not through wasting my time away with you. Because there's nothing in this world I'd rather do than sit back and drift away, and feel

Philadelphia's not the same without you in it. And Counting seems irrelevant if its done the right way. So don't you turn you're back on it. Don't you

Sitting on the edge of my bed, just got up to hold my head in my hands. If I look back I just might wake you up and tell you just how good you look in

I don't blame anyone. Everything is fine now. But I, understand her pain, understand her anger, and those bitter days. Find me in my corner...hiding.

Its hard to say, but I want to stay a while, make you smile...as lonely goes. And its hard to say but I know, that its been awhile since you've smiled

Today I see things in black and white, seems the closer I get, the farther away it brings. Maybe I don't deserve it....or maybe its meant to be. But

little chips, to bulletproof my shit You a 6 coupe nigga, but you gears behind Nigga yours a 92, mine's a 99 Your not in my league, the ghetto taught