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Barely raised by my dysfunctional fam
Here I stand as a dysfunctional man
Quick-tempered, short-fused, and pissed at God
Demons pullin' at my soul

Five tint with the curtains we got Benzes they got hearses
Penthouse by the docks I'm on a yacht I'm eating urchins
They got lines me I got verses

she gone leave and its
Sad that you love her
Cuz she for the streets
But you still gonna trust her
You asking her question
You making your statements

gonna spend my days in bed
I'll walk the streets at night
To be hidden by the city lights, city lights

Love is like oxygen (love is like oxygen)
You

Love Is Like Oxygen

Sweet

Level Headed

1978

gonna spend my days in bed
I'll walk the streets at night
To be hidden by the city lights, city lights

Love is like oxygen (love is like oxygen)
You

really be peeping the signs he can tell if it's love or you chasing the bankroll
A real one ain't going leave when it storm she going stay by your side

been in my life
And she would've died fighting by my side if I

Will you stay mad now? 
After everything that I've said and done
Will you stay sad now?

been in my life
And she would've died fighting by my side if I

Will you stay mad now? 
After everything that I've said and done
Will you stay sad now?

But Willie got there first 

The rhymes were already written 
The rhythm laid down by the band 
The melodies already been brought to life by the piano

a grand
Now you running the streets

I do my own thing
I put my soul out
Fame be coming to me so fast
That's all you people about
Because I

Got to slow

Falling love with a 304
Why you crawling, back, the waterfall?
Sorry you had to singing that a sad songs
She is hunting for more souls pleasing
Hey brothers

Open Your Heart

Galaxy

Angel

1998

Watch out!

I see you on the street, and you walk on by
You make me wanna hang my head down and cry
If you gave me half a chance you'd see
My

get?
Probably blinded by the love that's how I fell for you fake
If I hurt you and you love me come and say it to my face
Know my Brodie he's the only

Headlights 
I still recognize your headlights 
Street sign
I still drive past your street sign sometimes

Everything reminds me 
Of how it used to be

a three peat
You know I run the streets streets
I got that red beam
The chopper gonna make you scream
No scope like a theme
I’m about to make a scene
These

Tomorrow We'll See

Sting

Brand New Day

1999

And no it's just not in my plan
For someone to care who I am
I'm walking the streets for money
It's the business of love, 'hey honey'
C'mon, don't

on St Charles Street
New Orleans band was jammin', playin' a raw beat
They gon' miss him, sad, they say they stopped his heartbeat
Like his arteries

to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell

been way too long
Since we've been to New Orleans
So meet me down on Frenchmen Street

Let's stop by the Columns Hotel
Sit on the balcony we love so well

them my lil dudes
I know they better play they cards right, can't play me like no fool
She love when I go deep in, Ion play it by the rules
I say don't

a Big Mac and a ten-piece chicken nuggets
Sheesh, he's hungry, he's hungry

I see the vision
I been seen the vision
Yo

I miss the band already

The pc family and the boys
All what I had in this world
Today my studio all red
Like the wine that I drink
Whenever I am sad
During late hours just

gon geek, when she seein the piece (Seein the piece)
Soo much fake love come in when you livin like me (Like me)
Stop claimin you hard, 'cause you aint

on three
Bitch it's the man with a plan for his whole team
I make it sound like a band, By my lonely
Countin' it up, by the band with my homies

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