And when I wrote my story The words flew from the page And my soul in solitary Escaped its iron cage Time is an ocean of endless tears Mama, I got
I decide And I choose to be the best that I can be I choose to be authentic in everything I do, my past don?t dictate who I am I choose, yeah I done
thang 'Cause I'm the best that ever done it, the best that lived it I ain't no overnight success goddamn it I was born with it The Prada mama, the Dolce
? Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it And you knew it, do it, when, when you looked in my eyes I'm ready to die and I hope my mama
it realer. You'll always be our little nigga, and I know your mama miss ya. Picture the day, when I get my callin', but until then, I guess I'm stuck
much is enough to support you man? I got a nigga in the jam, I am Sittin in the cell with no bail but I got cash man I tell ya'll women playin the game
out my Wesson You brought and am I stressing it softly Get 'em up off me 'cause all we wanted Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I
Columbus Seen my mama? Hey, remember me baby? I bought a Mercedes, a crib for my babies And lately got him running from Lady Death, still I'm shady
I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know That I won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought And am I stressing it
will never be forgotten the love i have for you hugo that will never rotten so yeh these are a few things from my younger years as you can see it wern
it Do I walk slow or if I run am I'm missing something I took the time out to save a little bread Now my eyes, got water in 'em Why the fuck am I still
braker, I'm a Heart braker I'm a Heart, Im ,Im, Im, Im a Heart , I'm I'm I'm a, Where she go?, I got some things i gotta let her know, to fix the love
over my head, recognize a Jedi, If I go too fast down this road I end up like left eye I'm wondering would it be better if I left My girlfriend know I got
*** wanna take it back Will you let me hit it from the back? When you come in the room and take it off I?ma have to break it off to a Old School track
Sorry hip-hop, it took me so long to get on but so long that I'm on it It's on! I'm rapping for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile Showing mama I
what I had now it's gone Can I lay my head upon your shoulder? If I fall asleep, will it be over? Oh, Dr. John What am I doing What am I doing I wrong
her Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did, I shot her, I shot her I caught her messin' round with some other man So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and