and the sun didn't shine on us Where is the life you thought you'd live? Where is the love you thought you'd give? Sipping on sympathy, feeding on tragedy
and the sun didn't shine on us Where's the life you thought you'd live? Where's the life you thought you'd give? Sipping on sympathy Feeding on tragedy
taebo cycle We 'bout to knock it outta sight yo..ha Ya know I keep a tight flow, ever since a little nigga yo They always say they might blow Nowaday
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those happy days well girl that makes two of us Our timing is wrong your friends always tying up every line on your phone yeah but tell them b-tches that you'll always
That niggas pass up If they write like Kelly Price I'll tear that ass up If she's not that hot then I'll give that ass up Your love is driving me crazy
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Yeah you are now listening to the sounds of Ghost Radio 777 FM, we in God dimension Sponsored by Stark Enterprise Shout out to everybody on Staten Island
it up, hear my flow, I changed it up Everybody grab your gats and hold 'em, load 'em, sock 'em, lock 'em, Cock 'em and aim it up Bang it up, off in
to talk but I could give a fuck less I'm staring at the freak that I know I'm in love with But she don't even know my name it's always been the same
dead fuck with a compass ran up on a beach and threw everybody off and then we claim discovery and now we all applaud I don't give a fuck to learn you
had 'Cause times is bad like luck that's why I don't give a fuck I dig up my nose and my butt On the bus or the train This is for niggas walkin' in
m in the street strugglin' Young dumb and thuggin', give a fuck about nuttin' Stuck at rock bottom, tryin' to come up on somethin' Pumpkin' from sundown to sun-up
up in my nasal Breathe it in and leave it in, let it soak in these heathens And these demons could really use a good ass reamin' So I give it to 'em,
Talking about how young black guys are targeted Targeted by who? America You see 1 in every 100 Americans are locked up One in every 9 black Americans are locked up
rawest nigga that ever chewed up rhymes and spit it In the new millenium cities, watch what I do I'm bout to save hip-hop like Ghost did the Wu Chorus
to tourists. I love the JVC Force and MC Shan, but draw upon dreams and fractured memories. I've factored remedies and syrums into this equation. I hold up
collected the dirt...Kept it piling up Now Mr Feel Nothing saves his tears inside of a cup and he drinks. And he forgets that he's an asshole Jealous of his ghosts
