Now all this time you had him going Never a chance of him knowing But the truth will always find a way To shine through, and force only dismay Your
sun Double Dutch, selling lemonade til the day was done Summer's world shone bright, despite never knowing her biological Parents that placed her in a dumpster near
Ah . . . Searching for the one who- Send her to death The one who was her true love And forever will be replaced By other poor young boys No one
a lessa My mother woke me up One day said "boy you gettin grown" Your momma has 3 jobs Your momma is gettin old So I took it as a hint When on my mission
realize everytime I find I'm by a phone The landscape shifts Every other song someone's trying to write angels Into the world Every grace, every ace every near miss
s not make this into an issue But the truth is... I DON'T MISS YOU! La La La La La I will disappear La La La La La No far and no near La La La La La
miss my pride, Cause without your voice I can break my wings. Don?t let me go! You need me, I need like you! Incomprehensions can make you suffer more than other
. Lookin' out foe each-other everyday and our people's comin' up readin' The Bible Willin' ta die, if tha wicked is near me, if y'all eva try ta come
to break no laws They say probable cause [Sadat X] It feel like my hands, stay tied cause New York state, and they child care rate Miss Judge Lady in
UHH! Busta Rhymes WHAT?! Uhh, DMX nigga Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh I see ghosts clearly; even though, most don't hear me They still wanna get near me -
couple shots of Hennessey And if you down get down If you aint 2 fingers PEACE! Got mine, Got wine to make 'em act up I got 'em damn near naked
Stressed out, ghetto shots the metal hot When the cats get to buckin and shit, peep the pot Camoflauge in the buckets we ride, get up inside On the other
me cocoa might go pop I'm cocoa and I might go pop Now it's about time that I cleared this so pardon me miss but I'd like for you to hear this If you
Now you're in my life Could it be I love you in my life And if I dare to say I hate the way that I miss him When he isn't near Tell me Do you think I'
fuckaz its Weezy Baby, Niggaz bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon. Listen close I got duct tape and rope, I'll leave you missin like the fuckin ol balance
m the man Some think my shit don't stink But yes it do I thought you knew I'm not a coward nor a fink One side of my heart got love The other side is
40 to the head with me Eightball, let your anger out, throw it up against the wall {*glass breaks*} I dropped a C-note, didn't miss it A little skank from the other
