I'll ask him to forgive me For the things that I've done wrong Gonna have a little talk with Jesus Tonight when I get home I'm gonna have a little talk
With a little less talk and a lot more action A little less talk A lot more loving Let's get on down to the main attraction With a little less talk and
talk back to me Don't you talk back to me Don't you talk back to me Don't you talk back to me Don't you talk back to me Don't you talk back to me Anytime
wound gets worse when it's treated with neglect Don't turn around there's nothing here to fear You can talk to me Talk to me You can talk to me You can
m in I get love from the plug And a price on your family member drugs (drugs) [Verse 3: E-40] What you do for a living a little bit of this a little
mama! [Verse 1: E-40] 3 boys, 1 girl, no chumps I was the oldest, she carried me for 9 months Made her way out of no way with little money But somehow
[Talking: Tupac] Because I can't always be in the Bay And I know how the Bay is the Bay is the side people man if you ain't there they goin talk about
he was winnin at first What you call a person like that? A quarter horse Entered the game and can't run a lap, a t-tortoise That's domino talk, mayne,
straight to the plate Now, every fucking spot we go Gust when you thought we would stop, we go Came a long way from them nice hallways What you talk about
now she calling it Dad My landlord's a jerk, the water don't work My little sister twelve and she bought her own skirt Rather do Kirk than do her homework Talk
it dad. My landlord's a jerk, the water don't work My little sister twelve And she bought her own skirt. Rather do Kurt than do her homework Talk blunts
passionate mind I come thru, gun drew splashin a rhyme Wet dat, dead dat, cash on the line In an orderly fashion in the back'a the line Can't talk now
(feat. H.A.W.K, Mista Madd) [talking] Say L, hold these keys man What kind of wheels is those brah (man them boys got 20's dog, Lorenzos) Man, I ain
money ain't a thing One day it's gonna be reality, now picture me struggling Hustling, muggin' and doin' bad Elevatin', behind the little shit that I
(feat. Kid Capri, Big Daddy Kane, Freddie Foxxx, LL Cool) [Chorus:Harmony] Heal yourself you got to heal yourself [Kid Capri talks] [Big Daddy Kane
cold but I'm humble, so talk up don't mumble Smart like Bryant Gumble, cowards tend to tumble I rope the game like a lasso, Southside down at Grasgo A little
that you not my type I got a wife, and you're just my late night hype [Chorus x2] [H.A.W.K.] Now I admit I was wrong, for leading you on The long talks