know when I?m with you, I feel like I do. My excuse is you, sorry but I am through, I know that I can?t come back again. And summer had to go, it?s better
proud... or tired. So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part harmony and feeling. We're just waitin' for it to come around
ever out they'll never lock me again Faced wit 10 on state time, wit life on the back It's fucked up when your own folks ain't writing you back Learn
back again She doesn't want to sleep Well who could blame her if she wants? The night to follow day and back again She doesn't want to sleep Well who
Look at the bash slash back I kick the abstract Make brothers say "Damn, that rap's fat," recline that ass back A smack-back and slap from Wild Child
been playing with poppers My murder one niggas do you proper I gave rules, to the militant man That chop your body up, disposing the parts, never see you again
invent Rap artists be dying to a certain extent Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback That shit is wack, fade away and never come back
into your system killin you slower Than niggas wit blowers to your jugler My brother's keeper but I put my brother to sleep If my brother try to creep
all up in the family tree, come broken nuclear With termites corroded in your veins and elected to drown the pain But the pain couldn't quite die with a thrown back
go to sleep I steal money from the rich And give it to the poor, it's Coolio loco and ghetto witch doctor super, you are Bring it from the back and bring
d break all the rules, just like i use to do If i could do it again, how bout you If i could do it again, do it again Best friends in a pick-up truck
all so easy to capitulate, Nothing is making me stay... Retreating within and hiding behind my wall. Dealing without, there's no escape from this moribund state. Awaiting deep sleep
come again, come again my friend If you live by the pen then you'll die by the pen I'm gonna live to be a senior citizen Why? Because my shit is in So come
turn to rhyme [DoItAll] Well it's mine, so watch your back, cause I'm high off this wine Brass monkey, now my mental state is like funky Lyrics intoxicated
Quentin I'm doin'life to ten, when I come home you goddamn right I'm goin back again Fuck the drinks on the table While you sleep I take pictures of
in the Sky with diamond Dave's not here I come to save the Day for Nightmare Cinema show me the way to get back home Again Running forward Falling back