hide when you realize I wrote this song for you. THE ONLY DIFFERENCE IS THESE PEOPLE CARE FOR THIS! YOU DO IT ALL FOR SHOW! NOW EVERYBODY KNOWS! (Thanks to Close To Home
the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball This is my third felony plus my third strike man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to Life. QU
the end of the night [Chorus] Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide Pulling me close, the
The closer she got, mad thoughts ran through my mind Yo, what would I say, yo, how would I chill? My mind drew a blank, the whole scene was ill She stepped
never thought this day would come I did not know all hope was gone Shattered in a lost eternity I never wished to drift away How could I feel at home
Seymore the Wolf who was wearing his best pair of tennis shoes. The Wolf was closing in on the Duck. It was getting closer and closer and closer and
rock and blues There's supposed to be more, uhh music from The Who later on tonight and then Thursday's show is gonna close with Digital Underground is gonna close
feel ya Bad dreams sad scenes and fear You don't want to have to wake up here Bad dreams, you don't want to have to wake up here Bad dreams sad scenes
corner as I get ghost Check the chrome behind the spokes, homeboy you can't get close All you see is six tail-lights as I leave the scene Carrucha looking
make you go, oh, oh, oh Here's how it started Just an example of how another brother can trample Ruin your life, sleep with your wife Watch your behind
the bing now I'm lyin' next to fiends now, that's the end of the story Let me bring y'all niggaz back to the very first scene now December 4th, a child
blacks Look the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball This is my third felony plus my third strike Man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to
friends wasn't around when I ain't have a verse to say I quench my thirst today with righteous thoughts of mine 'cause righteous thought of mine will leave mark ass niggas far behind
to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound Someone's always yellin', "Turn him down" Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' from scene to scene I'm wondering
scene As she traveled deeper inside the room All the fellas checked out her white sasoons She came up to the table, looked into my eyes Then she turned around and shook her behind
bitch I'm never coming home Be there in the morning, stop cryin' bitch The sun is home, drop it on the living room table Bitch the money home, I know
know me nigga you dont know me [Princess] Since we came up on scene we been hated on contemplated on But that shit dont even phase me homes (phase me homes
