your life, man, that shit comes right back and it bites you. My tenth grade teacher told me, "Only pick the fights you know you can win." A coward heart
report of a wintry mix. And here's the twist: I torched your coat. Grandpa died on far-off frontlines, But that's not the end for me. I much prefer warmth
I would pay to feel fulfilled I would pay to be fulfilled Something fell from the sky and bit me A circle of sadness I enjoyed having Grew too tight and walled me in A
Can't catch a break with a noose Peacock to pigeon, I felt that change Pressed my face to the stone Once strong legs gone lame I borrow too often and
Greasy hand up my skirt while the other raids my purse Friend you've proven quite the flirt Lips call an offer Teeth dressed like a wolfs My reply, "
im gone blowing up my … bagpipes from baghdad i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag… ******** end of chorus ************** you can be a
goes by Puffin on lye Hopin that it gets me high They got a nigga goin crazy I feel crazy (Tell em bout it) [Verse 1 - Tupac] Last year was a hard
this for pleasure I just do it cause I can I swear I didn't want to And I swear I didn't know That things like this could happen To a 17-year old [Chorus
other and that was enough [Chorus:] We been through thick and thin But we still here No matter what goes down We are still friends til the end Ups and downs Yeah dats a
) [Mr. Short Khop] Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair fuck a V-A they need G-A gang hospital for a crippal
love to hate with a new song So what really goes on Nothing but a come-up, but ain’t that a bitch They hate to see a young nigga rich But I refuse to
s no end to your naggin' You can't treat me like I'm faggin', hoe You see I'm saggin' (no) Why I gotta act like a motherfucking asshole (why) To be
love never dies In a year from now Maybe there'll be thing we'll wish we'd never said In a year from now Maybe we'll see each other Standing on the
the year but you know I'm a give you the future number what they called and said is gonna be the future number its clone free I'm a call you I'm a call
don't have a license but I drive very well,officer I almost had a heart attack that day Come to find out the girl was a twelve-year-old runaway I was
the theory if it bleeds, I can kill it A hit man for hire (yeah!) caught up in the crossfire The live wire, leak a nigga like a vampire My empire roll
You's a put together gimmick, somethin' like a collage. Since you're putting on a show you gon' get the applause -- Clap clap with your frame like a fucking
get in I do a lot of things hopin' I never had to fit in So tryin' to keep up with my progress is like a dead end My girl love me but fuck it, my heart
