Quit crying your eyes out, and baby come on Isn't there something familiar about me? The past is only the future with the lights on Quit crying your eyes out, baby
out Quit crying your eyes out, and baby come on Isn't there something familiar about me? The past is only the future with the lights on Quit crying your eyes out, baby
man Don't hop on the back of the ice cream truck And get yo' ass booted off I can't stand punks on a manhunt that destroy Lay low 'cause my 44 will make
got that beef and I'm a gangsta' so come get you some I hit the Pereaubian flake and now my nose in numb Here comes some punks They took my blow, thats
... So many trials and tribulations Ghetto Child Life goes on And through my song You will be closer to the truth that you've been living on... [Verse