Tekster:
B O B Gangster

gangster! Said I'm a gangster! Yes I'm a gangster! You best Believe it motherfuckers I'm a gangster! Yes I'm a gangster! Said I'm a gangster! Keep runnin

standstill. (linger in this torpor. try to avoid entropy. try to avoid atrophy). status check? stasis. state this: stay this course... the state of the

You just don't love me and I just don't care Oh, I never said I would play fair Something so perfect and so rare There is no cure, there's not a prayer

On the night that we met you said that you wanted something more from me and it was all that I could do I remember your face, like a child the

Jamal : you'll see all these niggaz wanna test my steez , i cock squeeze on tha phone emcees i still maintain and keep my eyes on the price , gotta get

And don't get me wrong 'cause I think it's alright One thing discovered, one thing I have found Is that everybody wants to be a gangster When they turn

If you're a long way from home Can't sleep at night Grab your telephone Somethin' just ain't right That's evil, evil is goin' on wrong I am warnin' you

Remember when they took him in the middle of the night And nobody told you where he'd gone? Death in with morning light and touched your father's hand

Since this morning I've been thinking how Things have changed between the two of us We've been falling through the here and now It's time for us to reinvest