I read the news today, It seems Australians have been mangling stingrays I guess they feel like me, ?Cause man we really miss you, Steve. You've got a barb through the heart
funeral Never gets **** up, ******* tear through the innocent Nothin' is fair, ****** roll up, ******* from wheelchairs My heart is racin', tastin' revenge in the air I let the **** slide for too many years
I really hope you live through what we spit on the song You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone Like one said we'll never make it, like two
really hope you live through what we spit on the song You might have been through somethin' hope its nothing like Bone Like one said we'll never make it Like two
So listen to my heart Lay your body close to mine Let me fill you with my dreams I can make you feel all right And, baby, through the years Gonna love
Man, this bitch blowing my beeper up Ready to put a hole up in one of these bitches, man Sup? Guess you wondered where I was at When you beeped me last
bond my niggas I got a lot to look back on in '88 Got my crack on ten years later gettin' my rap on Gettin' shorties like a thespian Had an episode with two
so I'll give it a try Went home and did my thang, snatched a two hundred bundle for keeps The shit was so good I was Pookie for two weeks Luckily, I bounced
my heart and hope to die Hella high, it's the mobb blowin' greenery till we die So haters do me a favor, handcuff your briide I creep through when your
my heart to the core Even the Lord can't stop me, this is what I am made for Always had to struggle, shit is hard In fact, my whole age (Two decades)
stickup kid, look what you?ve done did Got sent up for a eight year bid Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag Spent the next two years as a
that's why I gots to write this song Now, come on, now, come on Say man, I thought it would?ve been a long time for us And many more years on the grind
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed Hurting my heart and hanging over my head 'Bout
FALL into place SUMMER too soon all in the case of I wonder who knows what goes up under two close cut birthday twins I just can't seem to pin down why
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through Starin at the world through my rearview Now I was
her worried scared They say I look just like my father, without the beard They should have named that nigga Magic and disappear A couple months out of the year