Oh, it's crying time again, you're gonna leave me I can see that far away look in your eyes I can tell by the way you hold me darlin' That it won't be
Tombs mental Novocain, but still the pain consumes Bio-bug everywhere, planting seeds in your hair diabolical, your follicle's showin' where your at, it's a fact they know where your
take so I Kept my mind fry Slimmed for most of mine Soon as I closed my eyes Then I woke up behind Nigga either I load up these nines Or blow up with
mind, no one knows My peeps keep me grounded, so my head don't blow It's a struggle but the mo, I smoke the mo, my mind flow Losin my mind, tryin to
Che Guevera for the people to make or wait it's better in a room called real I stay forever Everyday I lose something I gain forever Meditate on how I
The game don't stop your soul is eternal baby I'm gonna see you on the Flipsyde Ain't no beginnin' and there damn sure ain't no endin' I'm gonna see you
give then you've got to prove Put your hands up and I'll copy you We still don't understand thunder and lightning Flash back to when we didn't fund the dam Didn't
what you say i say love)love(love rain)rain (A rain down)down(I said what you say I say love)love (a love rain)rain(a rain down)down(I say what you say
from Music Plus was the place of the scene, I didn't know what happened so I peeped in the window, I seen Richter sittin' with a bunch of po-po's, Yo ?? system
bad dreams I'm prone I'm tired of this world, Lord, I'm ready to come home I can't handle it, I'm so afraid I might damage ya So I drop to my knees and
Didn't have to aim yelling bout he wasn't a fool He made that change close range Students yellin first time felon Times fifty now isn't that nifty Trace
about it Yeah, yeah, I ain't thru, I ain't thru, I ain't thru Uh-uh-uh-oh, lookin kinda leary Ya clique thought I fell off, they didn't wanna hear me
Gods & Earths, birthed by the father If he didn't love us, then why would he bother? Universal mathematician, I shine like the sun Look at how I flash
in your songs? [Pooh-Man] Rated X, I wouldn't give a fuck about it Explicit lyrics, bitch I can't do or die, yeah, I like to talk a lot of shit But
father doesn't have shit I don't have shit We don't have shit Cuz he didn't stack shit With all the money he made, he didn't think for one second to put