forever I can't be young forever So be it A gate opening to a totally different life from now on Tomorrow I will cherish my own child My very first son So be it
I Can't be young forever So be it A gate opening to a totally different life from now on Tomorrow I will cherish my own child, my very first son So be it
now on, I know the plan [Spawn] It's the noise it makes, that generates the passion I have It's the void it breaks, that stimulates when mics get grabbed It
wild willa Uptown consist of drug dealers, and thugs For the junkies got no love It's like this, play pussy you catch a slug Drug though the mud, once it's dead it
dryin' in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore I know what it is that has drawn me to your door But whatever it could be, makes you think you've
day we meet, On any old street, And you're in your girlish prime. The short and the tall, Are coming to the ball, I go there all the time. Behind every tree
it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When
Congregation gone and the sun sets behind a weepin' willow tree Groom stands alone and watches the river rush on so effortlessly Lord and he's wonderin' where can his baby be
only get a grand a day And it's 10 of ya'll on it, but 10 of ya'll doin' it So you don't get stacks boy, you a pack boy Be on the corner for a hundred
Chronkite God I'm a destiny, black man Devil's in the rain receive the backhand Yesterday, my trouble seems so far away So help me Wanda, help, help, me Wanda Be
yeah, so watch what you say, cause it can happen Either today or the next minute, i can draw the heater and spray and I'm dead Serious, you could be dead
decease She promised, if all things weeped For him He'd be free to return Through the valleys so dim Hermod returned and told the gods What Hel had said So
Hot air hangs like a dead man From a white oak tree People sitting on porches Thinking how things used to be Dark night Dark night The neighborhood
that's like paper to my motherfucking street sweeper One was a bitch, so I got some boiling hot Same water that I use to hook up my rocks Put it on his
nod heads and small talk like polite strangers It's natural to fall off, just land close to the tree I'll be there if they need me to be and I know all
