what I have to say Well, the time is right And it is today Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Well maybe we could talk about it And try to get it straight After
what I have to say. Well, the time is right, and it is today. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Maybe we could talk about it and try to get it straight. After
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to what I have to say. Well, the time is right, and it is today. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Maybe we could talk about it and try to get it straight. After
think of to let you walk up out this house And let you live Tears streamed down both of my cheeks Then I let you just go and just give And before I put
it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and
cares what got here Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord
down The air is cold and I've got splinters in my feet She caught me once but I don't think that she cares now Unlike before her view is now blocked by a leaf And
loose Yo, we fight to the end and never call for a truce Y'all niggas better pick and choose and select the battles wisely Always with the same approach and
couldn't have been purer My case is easy to see I'm not looking for a clearer conscience Peace of mind after what I've been through And before we talk
do, that will be done to me Write page after page of analysis Looking for the final score We're no closer than we were before Who are you, what are
gonna do this y'all) I hit it once right after I dissed her Then after that tried rap to a sister Same day, I had her ass in the bed y'all Same day and
grab your shell toes and your fat laces A little hand clap for some funk faces and make your body move in the following places Goes up your back and then
die the same time as me and make ends meet Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse And
spread - everyday, all day (fuck!) D.T.'s rushed the party in 2K Buck - The Beef be - fled the scene right before the cops and the Swats came with the
nice size I ride Like Porsches Thick, brown, and gorgeous It ain't my fault Semiautomatic weapons I brought The world "Crazy" I'm rich and I'm girl-crazy
