we on the way y'all, we on the way y'all The shinin light lookin for a better day y'all We on the way y'all, we on the way y'all We makin moves, ain'
we on the way y'all, we on the way y'all The shinin light lookin for a better day y'all We on the way y'all, we on the way y'all We makin moves, ain't
that I'm hittin' for y'all. Growin' up on the New York concrete lookin' Lilke a little snotty dish of prodigy cookin'. They called me Little Man all in
colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother and mother and dad Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
be thankful it's jail I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve At thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf I used to, get punched and bullied on
And don't worry about that little boo-boo on her throat It's just a little scratch - it don't hurt, her was eatin dinner while you were sweepin and spilled ketchup on
I couldn't live around my way In it probably wouldn't never even been an Onyx shit I be serice sippin vadka and tonixs Smokin on them all on a marboral
FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother
make it through the night there's a brighter day Everything will be alright if ya hold on It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on And there's no way I
I got no place to go... Where you find me? 16 on Death Row 16 on Death Row It's to all my partners in the penitentiaries 16 on Death Row Камера
'm grindin' It shouldn't have to be that way You shouldn't have to pay my way I shouldn't have to want for a brighter day Got a little problem on the way
on the table A man on your side Someone that you think That you can trust is just Another way to die Another tricky little gun Giving solace to
with intimate (Hotness) Sex with clothes on Dancing on the dance floor, getting my bulge on (Rising) And I got a Trojan Just in case we get it, get it going on
you corny niggahs low class, Yo, I flash on them then I go and smash couple a hoes and then splash on them, flickin' a 'lil ash on them...from the blunt
ad-libs)] I wish I - I wish I had just a little more time (more time) Instead I give you this and leave more on your mind (on your mind) Me and busta
gettin chicks at the Bringin my team to the joint wit Alan Iversan runnin on point Don't smoke a spliff on the joint And when you see they on point
dying Where are the others nammy you beat and kept driven Now in my heart they do a big hole Cos my little, little, little toes Started jumping on my
get the fire What you say? YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! What the fuck is bounce up in your truck when you start to conduct Yourself in a way that be makin you