And all that?s left is regret and you deserve just what you get what?s left 6 years later i look into your eyes with total disgust who have you become
now your time is done abuse me while you still have the chance drain me of the nothing i have left and in this world of unlimited greed all you want is
Under the sidewalk, down in the dirt She lies like an angel draped in rags Skin pale as marble, no light reflects Except for her eyes they sigh regret
? The mob approaches with uncertainty in their eyes All aware one of them will die My childhood lay scattered among the postcranial debis Dismembered, disarticulated, disappointment, disbelief The tradition is
and now your time is done abuse me while you still have the chance drain me of the nothing i have left and in this world of unlimited greed all you want is
done? The mob approaches with uncertainty in their eyes All aware one of them will die My childhood lay scattered among the postcranial debis Dismembered, disarticulated, disappointment, disbelief The tradition is
am the bogus boy, that was in my uncle's will You figured that out, and see that I'm a G for real And fear man is one thing that he don't feel Knock
and my jersey is vintage Chicks'll make a nigga dick hard like a Guinness Damn it's a scam but I handle my business Tryin to be the man if the Lord be
with this music of ours From S-950's to music guitars You know the program, let no man, interrupt your flow And if that's your man, you better let him
the fuck you feelling guilty? I know that you are fucking more and trying to be Fifty! You gotta go, but you gonna be sad man - your game is over, Deal
m foolish So your girlfriend is provokin' you to do it, so you doin' it Say you through will all my foul ways But you never come when you period is five
this, we rule this If you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do this (YES SIR!) No question, no half-steppin Streets is my profession, heat in my posession Hollow-tips is
35 to call a cab man Nigga I'm big pistol, drank another drank of win' On the dance wit' cha' Shawty really, want me to come home wit' her Chargin' five
(ayyy) Shoot first and ask question lata (lata) Da answer is it was all about da paper (jea) Everything da game is shit to lose and a new forty-five
stopped on a empty tank BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If you got late bills and you lost your job Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If you about to
my beliefs, to be involved in my beefs I'm a man, I can stand on my feet So if you don't wanna be in 'em all I ask is that you don't open your mouth
