Tekster:
Before Dark Always On My Mind

Always on my mind all the time Chorus: You got me thinkin everyday (your always) on my mind All the time You got me thinkin everyday (your always)

pa I'm tired of niggas hating on a muthafucka Let's take it to the next millennium on these bitches You got to keep bubblin' on 'em Platinum doublin' on

hoping one would stick And said she robbed places that didn't exist In the midst of threats on her life and being caged with Aryan whites Through dark

Don't know what I was looking for when I went home, I found me alone And sometimes I need someone to say "You'll be all right, what's on your mind?" But

trying to feel what's on my reel to reel A tree is growing, can't you see what I see? A white blue fruit to boot We count to ten before we pass the

in me, but when we separated I was thinkin' foolishly Remember when your ex boy tried to bug on me I told him, "Bring it on, I'll buy you a slug on

shows I pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk my junk I pop my junk my junk, pop my junk my junk I pop my junk my junk, like what you want you want Pop

My hood is the ghetto Even when you look, it's never what you see My hood is the ghetto I've been down before, up is just a reach 'Cause my hood is

, on my neck I still got marks from the nooses The truth it produces, fear that got niggas on the run like Carl Lewis The truth is my crew is the smoothest