time and demise, its just days and nights. There's no light at the end of the tunnel, just one life's endless struggle. There are just days and nights
own way! You're gonna make it in your own way! Hey! You gotta make it in your own way! Or you're gonna fall... Come on, getting violent, Be strong, and
Pop the clip with a mack-10 Hop out the truck and drop that grin Cuz like A, I'm in it to win it and plus ? paper G So make way, ?? Mack at ya front teeth
if I have to [Chorus] Oh,he's a mark and he's way outta pocket Fuckin with a nigga from the Eastside O and don't think I knock him Fuck you and your
Guys] Hey you? Yeah Man I was out there on the late night shift mane Uh-huh? This nigga 40 was out there Water? He was out there with the chopper and
the R the K the C-U double R-Y Shit crackin all night, gotta hear it all types I'm to the pavement, my nights and days wit (uh-huh) While you stare in
a movie queen, Mysterious angel of the silent screen, And from the film into a young man's dream, When Marie crossed that silent screen, She came out
am I playin That's a changed man And I just wanna check his days out like the days inn He qot me praisin God just for his presence and I could never
. games, airplanes, they don't understand and how can I explain? I try and try but I can't save. Pennies, nickels, dollars slip away. I've tried and
. It's time to find another way. Today the sun will rise again. The darkest nights must end. And the fog will dissipate, all in good time. The days
for days, And you call me out to see if I was doing okay. I don't want to be troubled, because I couldn't leave well enough alone And I think I'm coming down, And
with vacancies and parking lots and how to forget you we're waking up and reaching out, this is our time without a doubt to take off and start something new days
have to end things this way.. I guess I'm trying to say.. that I really miss your loving.. and I really miss your hugging.. everything..everything..everyday.. I sit awake every night
somethin out of nothing No pleasure in the suffering, neighborhood would be good If they could cut out all the busting The liquor and the weed the cussing Sending love out
Imagine going to court with no trial Lifestyle cruising blue behind my waters No welfare supporters more conscious of the way we raise our daughters Days are shorter, nights
And me I'm doing cool I've settled down had a family, working and night school Every once in awhile, I reminisce And wonder how we ever came to this
hardballs Without the gloves No love for these fake desperados And thugs I bleed to envy Smoke and blow out they blunts Sipping Henney Drunk nights And hot days