those things You could not forgive You left me out alone to set through the debris Chasing the shadows of the man I once was Chasing the shadows
go crashing and laughing The rainbow winged singing birds fly 'round the sun Sun bells rain down in a liquid profusion Mermaids on porpoises draw up
stop the rain from falling? Won't you chase my clouds away? I'd give anything to see the sun again Only you can stop these tears from falling I can't
call her then I put the mack down Money? No problem, pocket full of that now I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini
up because ooh i want you now want you now now now feels like i'm off the ground off the ground ground ground 'til i find you i'm never coming down down down
our hearts break from the misunderstanding Ita??s all over now but wea??re still standing Now Ia??m alone in this empty room I've chased a shadow thinking
into town, rolls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance and disappear Down Flamingo lane Well, the maximum lawman run down Flamingo Chasing
back again Carl hunger is a powerful thing." Well I was good at doin' what I was told Kept my uniform pressed and clean At night I chased their shadows
the best arrow, arrow We hit the target accurate star, shit, back it up When we hit town, y'all niggas pack it up That's how we get down, straight smash it up
, from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go again Ain't nuttin separatin us from a mack-10 Born in the ghetto as a
[Mr. Shadow] Quivole Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob Viscious Man Funk on the boards Coming at you for the 98 And it won't stop Check It [Mr. Shadow] It is I
take it a notch higher, yeah, sip more wine than a Somalian Get around town in a private lear and by sun down I'm up out of here It's still nasty, bone
stuff Being stuff gets you good Good stuff gets you being And wheelin' and dealin' and squealin' Shit lives forever They have no legs, but chase us anyway Wipe the shadow
stuff Being stuff gets you good Good stuf gets you being And wheelin' and dealin' and squealin' Shit lives forever they have no legs, but chase us anyway wipe the shadow
stuff Being stuff gets you good Good stuf gets you being And wheelin' and dealin' and squealin' Shit lives forever They have no legs, but chase us anyway Wipe the shadow
, from the barrel of a smith & wesson And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go again Ain't nuttin separatin us from a mack-10 Born in the ghetto as a
someone will love me for what I am (instead of what I should be.) Until that day I'll just sit here weeping, chasing dreams is like shadow leaping. The