I woke up and you were gone, I found your clothes lining the hall I hit the light, and found you sleeping on the floor I freaked out, you hid away I
the words to keep you here... Love; Just wanted you to know Love; I wanted you to know, that you didn't have to go I thank god I found you I'm finally
felt that she can't stand me Once I found my way to her home she moved across the state. now I wonder where you are. You're shaking hands and breaking hearts You
You must think, before you even get soup I'll put you on the corner and sell you like a prostitute Like a street whore, make you want more and more Move you
m so serious, get it in the morning Cause I'm so serious So serious listen miller if you want you hustling money for real You gonna bounce back if you
Dude Baby Im Better Than Him Trust Me I Know You Got A Man But I Can Be Your Better One Open Up Your Mind And Take You Places Ye Aint Never Been
as I proclaim to you All you sucka duck rappers, your era is through You call yourselves kings, that is only a dream You need style and ability to make a team So ya better
REAL So black, so beautiful I love you, I love you, I love you, munyemo, I love you, I love you, I love you, munyemo, I love you, I love you, ooohhh
**az fame, as the world turns.. Though I walk thru the valley of hell the shadow follows me Wisdom hard to swallow tomorrow expect apologies You probably panic, stranded in search of a better
get a piece I know you feel me cause you too near me not to hear me So why don't you help a ni**a out?Sayin you cuttin welfare That got us ni**az on the
uhh) You wanna fuck with us You Little young ass mutha-fuckas Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something You fucking with me, nigga ? You fuck
we bustin' at them fools, you know the rules Little Ceasar go ask you homie how I'll leave ya Cut your trick ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa Fuck you
that crazy motherfucker He's just stand by the goddamn window with that fuckin' AK all day You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't, you don't do a goddamn
a body bag Uhh, boom you slipped up, now you're zipped up Yeah one more statistic, fronted and got ripped up No joke, you be yolk, no matter how it sound
the thug lord, like that motherfuckers holy Frontline soulja, till the heavens call me I go all out, and if you real, you real Feel what I'm talkin' bout
, just to live large like Rockefeller First you didn't give a fuck, but you're learnin now If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you down God