is still so full of you Back then I felt this could be forever But now I know that I was wrong From what was once our love Only mine's left burning And
It's dark and hell is hot Ain't no sunshine when it's on Only darkness every day Ain't no sunshine when it's on Cuz when its on, ya niggaz gonna be gone
alone, I need grass like lawn mowers. Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time, and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine. Fire it up dog, but watch out for
With all the hope that's to come Left on the 'skirts with my guardian With the sand in the glass waits for love Beyond there's a light that is shining
down for prostitution Recruitin the hard rocks mean streets keep producin The world is a riot shit is mine for the lootin Chorus Everyone's got
Ayo, Ice, man I'm working on this term paper for college What's the First Amendment? Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfucking bullshit You say the
Been jammin for you crabbing rap niggaz and journalists That's quick to misprint public and private business Then retract back for deaf ears and think it's
, don't test me block, trust my dogs. Hit 'em up with a left, right, spot 'em with the beam. There's five trues of mine. What am I? A thug always. Remember
burning like a flame and so eternal do the same Stirring the pant and keeping it up to you Girl, that's my game and Mr. P Man, it's my name Give it to
They were hiding behind hay bales They were planting in the full moon They had given all they had For something new But the light of day was on them
he said, ?It's me, it's me I'll give you my eyes, take me up, oh Lord, please take me up I'm helium, raven waitin' for you, please take me up Don't leave
alone, I need grass like lawn mowers Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time And I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine Fire it up dog, but watch out for
it was funny, I was deceivingly burning At the Four Seasons, all four seasons with Sunny But I'll be just fine, the grind's in my bloodline It's what's
mine (safe) Just be that model citizen I wish I had a schilling (for each senseless killing) For every senseless killing I'd buy a government America's for
store my troubles in Nobody's aware of what I'm covering up but one thing I'll erupt, my blood's bubbling I'm stressed out, frustrated and hungry That's
ain't no escaping nature's rage And I've never seen an atheist pray Until the approaching of judgment day Buildings burning, pilgrims, vermin, children Are serving, searching for
