Suddenly everything I stood against Is now everything I can't live without Onto my knees I fall faster and faster I shut you out of my life for so many
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and clean At night I chased their shadows Through the arroyos and ravines Drug runners farmers with their families Young women with little children by their sides Come night we
mind that we're in The situation feels great My man peels weight, so we can fill plates You might get love but you still feel hate Through and chain plates, we
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods (come on) Precious metals round our necks and arms (yea) We tear it
to the flow We walked along beneath the moon He lead us through the bush 'till soon We saw before our eyes a raging river He said that we could swim
thug lifers We be the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime cipher We got the town locked With underground stock around clock workers to serve us Responsible for many murders We
em, no never mind let em play their part They're here to make us prove we are what we say we are We say we are the hard hearted been discarded from everything we
forward with his eyes still pressed against the telescope just then his lungs began to expand, he blinked rapidly, alternating his eyes between squinting and making his eyes
became some doe doe? Once again his hands began to flow Then he changed my skateboard into a six fo' He checked me over, passed me the keys And said, "One more thing before
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage. We didn't find one. Until we
balcony down And we'd say. "Okay, boys... we're goin' home, but before we go here's a few more partin' shots!" And this... this we did in perfect unison
, don't say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me We may lose and we may win though we will never be here again so open up, I
Each man has a soul That struggles to escape And in the shallows of his dreams We can often see its wake For we all have our secrets That we all keep
doe-doe Once again his hands began to flow Then he changed my skateboard into a six-fo' (damn!) He checked me over, passed me the keys And said, "One more thing before
em, no never mind let em play their part They're here to make us prove we are what we say we are We say we are the hard hearted Been discarded from everything we