written on the wall Now It's the end we passed the final stage you try to prove your innocence you'll never find a sense to your life your falling down
Build my dreams please grow a all over the streets But I don't know much about classic cars (cars) But I got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke (coke) Down, set
Thanks to mart666@xxl.ee for these lyrics. [Intro] This goes out to all you ladies out there. A lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors,
to talk on it Get this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it Fifty-thou to style on this I just don't need nobody to smile on this Y'all niggas singing too
to sweat And these niqqas know I lay 'em down, make you beg Bitches, try to kick me while I'm down, I'll break your leg Money outweighing problems on
Set my spirit free My name is Leonard Peltier I am a Lakota and Anishnabe And I am living in the United States penitentiary Which is the swiftest growing
's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What
, there's brothers on the block, posted up like they own it That's they corner, from New York to California, got blocks locked down Like, "Dog you safe
But you're already set No dead flowers gonna grow Until the dirt gets wet Put the elevator music on Pull me back where I belong The ambulance sings along The fly on
Wanna hold you, get to know you Show you what I got in my sweater, baby Love the red hair, the bitch in charge And if you set a lot of her I make you
remember eatin' Kool-Aid and sunflower seeds (do it a) Jelly shoes, hair braided wit 1000 beads (let's do it again) Mama sittin' on the porch 'till the lights come on
level of life, without fumbling, down to folding I got no shoulder to lean on but my own, all alone in this danger zone Time waits for no man, the streets grow
gotta light up You need to wake up, gotta keep your face up Seems like the more you grow the more time you spend alone Before you know it you end up perfectly on
to be made, guess im on the paper chase You know i love ya babe (you know i love ya babe) But u know i gotta go, keep your number on speed dial Man
I just grow weaker as the days go by I cry so much but there's no reason to wipe my eyes Way down deep inside my mind I still deny that I must say goodbye
No matter where I am bless me with all your light, I'm on a train brain vexed connect and then I feel blessed Whether day or night I'm on the street midtown
