up your mind Waiting for the day when we will find our way home, once again One day I know I will be set free I am here and I will wait
good for any of us Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get up out the hood Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha Got nuttin but love for ya
crime Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait
motherfucker take MONEY [Chorus: All] You live the life of crime Blind mine Still find time to gettin' high We still ride and we still die We die even though
Girlfriends jealous, prayin' for our downfall Spendin' nice out of state, wearin' Victoria Secret Lingerie, reminisce about our first day we made love Off old school Kay Slay mixtapes Even though
we're trying to be bad All the innocent crime seemed alright at the time Not necessarily mad not necessarily mad We watch every day for the bus And the
on the century's crime Hey modern days, we're taken a-back We're a flame and a-gog, aloof and inhaled with a don-don briefcase, oh, wait for our call
fight it to the finish but you made me forget, and though it's possible I'm dreaming, don't wake me yet. You know I love you, I can't see the day for
cup of blood with every heartbeat I stalk obsolete. At night, I walk and talk on the street, the midnight rambler. Ive been waiting for four long years
like to share Just a little of your pain Well my brother I thought you?d never say I?ve been waiting forever for this day What if you were to call me up and ask For
him hit Wild hairs and tattoos and spanish Wait, wait, wait, who that description fit Don't give me chrome for Jenny Jones My man with the crime sheet
intellectuals Y'all shouldn't take the drugs I take That's a mistake You ain't ready for it, boy Stay baked You ain't ready for the boy Off Topic Man,
Filled with love and compassion. As she fixes her make-up for a day of fun He reads the news, it depresses her. With reports of death by bomb and gun
police hate us all Up late nights waiting for the next day to fall We're up late nights waiting for the next day to fall My stomach hurtin', still searchin' for
and boots Evangelical hip-hop modern day recruits And just like Jews and Gafilta Fish Ain't too many dudes that are built for this We grind for souls
out real right Or do it my way and drive by later on tonite Break in your house hang your sister by her shirt Bury her in the dirt, wait for you moms