Here I am wasting my life, according to a slave for life. You can go to college and get a job, but all the years of your youth are going. And I just
But it's okay, it's alright My Blackberry's filled with a whole bunch of women Wasting time, steady tryin' to get you back Get you back in my life You
so tough Sir Too Short was coming up I did just what I wanted to But when I finished, what did I do? I took her home, real real fast I charged her up for wasted
reggae on his headphones I grabbed him, snatched him backwards Smacked him, he tried to react is when I was tempted to put a cap in him But I didn't,
bread/ And please don't get it misunderstood, I'm from the 'hood and it be good to be there/ Talk about; Taste that, hit it all, don't waste that, hit
lion with wings Preaching his word in the B-Boy sing I am one with myself as I turn to The I prefer the dreams to the reality I prefer my life, don't
's extortion, and Ray owns a portion So half of the staff up there is fresh out of jail from Boston Bullyin and bossin Dave like a slave They completely brainwashed him and forced him
Don't Think He Love You Like I Do But It's Okay, It's Alright My Blackberry Filled With A Whole Bunch Of Women Wasting Time, Steady Tryna Get You Back Get You Back In My Life
right, my click airtight Trapped in a never ending gunfight so niggaz lose stripes Or lose life, jail niggaz sendin' kites to the street Over some beef that wasn't fully cooked, finish
die it Acapulco gold Common cancer - on the telephone Dead stop radio - try an suck a hole Gif wise tongue - dead gone monotone It's all around your big white ears A life
Won't waste my time, torch you in freak sand I look at gettin Cash Money like a sport Smoke a Newport, then finish yo ass with one thought Niggas pop
There's a kid out on my corner hear him strumming like a fool Shivering in his dungarees but still he's going to school His cheeks are made of peach fuzz
on I feel, I've wasted so much time (Wasted so much time) To live is to run the race To cross the finish line But the road to Him inclines as destiny
menacin' fact But these dominance cats could finish him black 'Cuz he didn't finish them packs, didn't finish that weight That kid he had picture, caught ten in the face Him
Peep the finisher, blemisher, menace to sinister It's him with the, been with the, mic's next to kin with the Lyrical assassinate like toxic waste Rocks
[Akon] How many days we gonna live our life struggling on the streets How many days we gotta live our life searching for a way to eat You gotta stay
