, I?d spread my wings In time to free you from these foolish things And we won?t be back for sure If it?s in my mind, it?s on my face Wish I could take
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I'd spread my wings In time to free you from these foolish things And we won't be back for sure If it's in my mind, it's on my face Wish I could take
d spread my wings In time to free you from these foolish things And we won't be back for sure If it's in my mind, it's on my face Wish I could take you
name of the game It's the jungle in this bitch and ain't a damn thing changed Watch ya step [Hook] Let's get it on y'all, to the beat y'all Fuck a bitch
Yeah, ooh You n****s know what time it is? It's time for that gangsta s*** We ain't got s*** to live for You either headed for the pen Or you're on your
comes something, Nope, it's not good enough, scribble it out, new pad, crinkle it up, and throw that shit out, I'm fizzling now, thought I had figured it out, Ball's in my
got paper gotta have it, under my damn bed and Im flippin red, If I get caught with ki's I goin fed, but that aint on my mind now Im not thinkin about
it's play dirty or die by the hand that's holding all the guns Plunged, deep into religion was my first decision To save me and my daughter's lives But
want it when I want it Why would I wanna wait I push the envelope There's no seal on my fate Dreams don't have deadlines It's never to late Even a broken
handle my mic check I enlarge to full capcacity drasticallly fast It has to be my well manicured dastardly pure blast Will sniffle and lift, level and shift, earthplates Speeded up birthrate repetitive let it live then let it
philly, seal it up Everybody get fucked up with me [Verse 2] Life's a real bitch sometimes (*coughing*) oh shit! (*coughing*) wait Okay I got it (*coughing*) I got it, I got it
'Cause when it's on it's like Electra, boy I know you wanna go home but we ain't gone let 'cha, boy And if my money ain't right you better stretch it
the cop car Then start telling the cops Who's selling the rocks And who the niggas on the block are I put's it down I know they like the way my shit
the ghetto It's like you Check it out (verse 1) My life has been like gun blast every night Stop the car, searched down with a flashlight "where's the gun? where's
Has gotten out of hand, it's more than I can stand Ooh, girl, this I swear And it hurts, yes, it hurts Baby, as I face my calendar I mark red X's off
our minds The red from my head, telling me it's time just to go to bed We just lose our minds I'm losing my mind, this is what it said All I know is
