pasta, sky, misty, often tipsy From off the whiskey, the gypsy, told me, my chances, were risky Cops, pull up and frisk me but never could they get me
close to a call for mama she sees her baby buried All she's carried But I'm askin the lord is it ment for me to die this way Will I live will your words
nigga Told me to check on his old girl Make sure its all good For her and the kids But hell I already did And then he asked me about his shorty I hate
from a nigga Told me to check on his old girl Make sure it's all good for her and the kids But Hell I already did and then he asked me about his shorty
the ride How can the life of such a man Be in the palm of some fool's hand? To see him obviously framed Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed To live
That life is really of rough And your mama comes and hits you With a plastic telephone And she's gone and told you You're not even home And she has
jews they call it genocide 100 million native americans what an unfortunate price for todays quality of life All people every person experiences violation When told what is right and told
the sky so blue, she gave her life for me and you All people, every person experiences violation When told what is right and told what is wrong And told
the land of stars that shine Bright like the heart she wore I spent a lifetime on that road She spent a life in town And I said c'mon, she said right
Shit, don't be a fool girl, he's takin' me all the way We're going to burn you up, you're all going to burn me up Got to, real life, you make me feel
meet Life's struggles head on, head on, head on Without compromising your Soul soul soul soul In this worlds Life Not Life after death Life on earth Life
-Unit, G-G-G-Unit Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint, I am Loco Betta than so so, the games in the choke hold Diss me is a no no, I perfected the
bitch but not too extreme Life's got a fat ass, Trust me I'ma fuck full steam I make the world cream and scream, while I'm gettin my cream I'm coming to america call me
bitch but not too extreme Life's got a fat ass, Trust me I'ma fuck full steam I make the world cream and scream, while I'm gettin' my cream I'm coming to America call me
look at me 'Cause I could have lived your life instead It was 90 degrees in the summer heat She was veiled in black all the way down to her feet This is America, doesn't she
can't resist Everybody, I say it goes like this Well I was comin' home late one dark afternoon A reporter stopped me for a interview She said she's heard stories and she
up strung out On coke and sherm, some party every night for the rest of they life And some learn, go corporate all professional rhetoric With sensational glory, let me
was riding on top of me I should of took her to trial and never copped a plea But this ain't a Christian nation motherfucka please America never taught me