I?m still standing The rain drops fall down Because I gave it all away And I'm still standing Threw my world away And I?m still standing Sing me a hope song
' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debts Buy the cassette, rewind it to death Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget How I rock
Shady] Yo this is D-Boi and this song goes out to Ash I hope you still know I'll pay you a lot of cash [New Shady] Yo and this song also goes Out
At night I cover my ears in tears The man downstairs must have drank too many beers But one day you'll pay Doomed to this kid that you fueled with anger
Intro: Yo mana you ready man, you're on in 5 minutes dude, get your stuff get your DJ and go kill it Verse I I'm like blow Step out on the stage like
drive by world wide And everybody you and I know dies The only guarantee in life is death your last breath Come when your famo least expect it Soldier run wild in your song
This Song Is For You Mama, Please Dont Cry No More :Chorus: Dont cry mama, i miss em' too mama, wipe your eyes mama, all we can do mama,is hope and pray
the mets in the extra innings Hope niggas respect my dealings If not hope not in her catch no feelings When you start here with niggas left stressed in billings Cold killings
five little Caselys? Or he forgot to mention them. [Roxie Hart] What? [Martin Harrison] Oh, yes. [Roxie Hart] That bastard! Yes, I killed him. I would kill
can ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black
ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black
first to cry, Now Ia??m hoping Ia??ll be the last to laugh. In this paradox of non- existence, Where the oxygen we breathe to live corrodes our bodies and kills
we see it all off the benches I learned how to sew seein niggas stitches And the pain, don't even ask who 'bout the pain They killed main, I won't maintain
wrong, right? just make sure you don't bring the wrong mike, 'cause i don't care about meeting a boyfriend we can all like (nah!). this song is called trite, hope
keep me while I had the cuffs on me Around here ain't no hope for each other 'Cause up the block somebody sold dope to my mother Please tell me how we 'posed to recover When them gunshots touch more people than them songs
get up with cha kid Split yo wig oh yes, I did I told you, you don't want it with a hard hitta kid I done warned the glock spot to spot hit the locks
Killed your unity Smashed all dreams,hopes and opportunities You know what?I'm not mad at you You just doin' what you seen the next man do Now every kid
