Must not have been paying attention I stepped right on it, didn't even notice how deep I was I went from the ground to the top of the cloud And now as
Boy if you ever left my, my side It'd be like taking the sun from the sky I'd probably die without you in my life 'Cause I need you to shine, shine your
verse 1. First time I saw ya face I must admit it broke my heart to know you had anotha chick i know you wont believe i made this up but i saw her look
Mirror, mirror Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah From the second I laid eyes on you In the mirror, in that dressing room Seeing you with me, I finally knew
VERSE 1: Boy if you ever left my, my side, it'd be like taking the sun from the sky i'd probably die without you in my life Cause I need you to shine,
Verse 1 Lately we haven't had a chance to speak cus you really aint had no time for me maybe there's somewhere else you'd rather be and I don't understand
Mama always told me Baby, you gotta walk by faith And not by sight Real talk, you gotta listen Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, yeah Oh, listen to me now
Oceans apart day after day and I slowly go insane I hear your voice on the line But it doesn't stop the pain If I see you next to never, then how can
Oceans apart, day after day and I slowly go insane I hear your voice on the line But it doesn't stop the pain, if I see you next to never How can we say
[Brotha Lynch Hung] It's another murder after the fact, Twist a motherfucker's hat to the back, Sicker than rat poison, I black them niggas, hittin'
Strikin' through the deuce wit the 40 in ma mouth The nigga wit the rep of athiest-a-mistik doubt rippin' the label off the 4-0...based on the fact I
(voice) The year is 1994. Black Market Records, 2001 Records, and Doomsday Productions combine forces to create your favorite click.Make way for the
(chorus) x2 Die!!!, I choose before you One by one we will pick you You will die!!! (fuck it....psychological) Verse one: Siccmade music comin up out
I'ma let it be known that im with the force so nigga you know its on oil my chrome cause i got murder in my blood and in my chromosone for the fact that
40 ounces of tha liccer 16 in tha clip Crumble the herb Roll a spliff Bout to make ya brain split
(2times) born sicc, made sicc,doomsday siccmadeshits,cantagious, we sicc infected we cant be neglected results came out positive the last time
[Chorus: Brotha Lynch Hung] Uhh, now that's real gangsta shit tag teamin and on a bitch in a Hotel Six 40 on the back, Sicx over top Diggin in a spleen
Alright you MuthaFuckaz U ready for this? Is your joints lit and shit? Because you gotta be high to listen to this shit you know? Fuck that fuck that