broke, yeah I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going
silence Over Belleau Wood that night For a Christmas truce had been declared By both sides of the fight As we lay there in our trenches The silence broke
I stopped and waited for progress I stopped and waited for progress I stopped and waited But I?m not willing to accept it all This wooden idea is your method of repetition This wooden
Talking] Southside, H.A.W.K. Throw them hands up [H.A.W.K.] I'm a H-Town nigga, representing Southside Sitting on chrome, and my body frame wide Wood
for themselves. [Richie Rich] Yeah, it's hard times, Young JED, but it goes a little somethin like this: [VERSE 2: Richie Rich] The game is hard as wood
would try to take it away Don?t wanna see us living good Wanna take it away Get my momma out the hood for it take her away Chop game like it?s wood
When her eyes hit, my eyes, it was a trance in it Only thang that I was thinkin was in her pants She was holdin my wood with a tight fist I whispered
... Get drunk and throw your cups up and smoke. It ain't Bob Marley if you don't cough and choke. All haters somewhere hatin cause they mad and broke.
shakes me And they both race against time to see who will be the first to wake me But when I became awoke my alarm clock was broke And my Grandfather
this bad Why, when I was a young talking goat The Old Man was just like my dad I come from the hills of Europe That's where I met the Old Man He was lost in the woods
Chorus: male singer] Poverty.. is paradiiiise.. ask me how I know (how you know) You see the niggaz on the corner and you know they smokin wood Chasin
chorus: I got that chevy sittin on 24's check my pockets baby girl i ain't broke i got that candy paint on the dust grill i got that wood grain runnin
nun a million bucks Curse me out, call me a bum and a slut Cause I bust quick like a ton in a cut Then I broke out wit' more guns in a stro'! [Cuban
I stood on ice You broke it for fun Shadow?s in my window Each time I try to run And I?m scared cause Through the telescop you see Millions of pieces
say I'm nasty - I know you gon' let me slang wood Say I changed - I'm rich, I know you gon' let me be good I'm the same ol' nigga I was when I was broke
s real with this I came here right now to put a little hope in the hearts, and the minds of those have-nots You don't wanna be broke, you wanna be rich
