I'll write this song And I will try to think about who was wrong I'd drive the coast for you baby But I'm never gotta sort this out on my own I can'
We used to stay up late on weekends Talking bout our lives You said you'd be there always You said you'd never leave my side Did you know, did you know
I'm gone And there's no second chances Now you've got to make it on your own Now you've got to make it on your own Fuck you I'll do it on my own
[Verse 1:] When I see your eyes. They show me everything. I ever needed to know. The only place I need to go. And when we are together. My whole world
Our time apart has taught me That we cant be together, Our time apart has taught me, That be cant be forever You told me you'd be there You told me
I've spent too much time thinking bout this I think it's time that I stopped so I can assess my priorities I always knew we wouldn't work together all
me And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on And this song is for any kid who gets picked on A sick song
the special skills The special find for the special fill A littel bit on top of but laid back cool Wind the thread from the tale spun Back on the
,damn baby u Ridin like a vet trucker,hold up what u say I'll be pleasin you u'll be pleasin me Promise me u'll stay here and never leave me But hold
The one who was on yo side when you copped yo first ki Me and you kid, we was meant to be Who'd think that the streets will make you flip on Queen [
When you couldn't even cop a new coat for yo kid It really broke my heart when you cocked backed on me When I was six months pregnant still beatin on
it real... but is it really real? If you could fly is it? Get between my legs, you fuckin kid you'd be the man but hold ya head. Because if a fifth was
Give U What U Need Up In My Room, Ya Screamin Hercules, Hercules Man Get Kells N Luda On A Track A Hit Is Guaranteed Everybody On They Feet This Is What
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi Did you
I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless Patrolling corners Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action Than
contest, M.E.-Eth Man's obsessed With sex, drugs and rock & roll New tecs and calicos! Word has it we move mathematic on rappers Who don't add up, you
to hold me under longer I'm a motherfucking' spiteful, delightful eyeful The new Ice Cube, motherfuckas hate to like you What did I do, I'm just a kid
embrace me And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on And this song is for any kid who gets picked on
