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eyes
Tell me you remember when our bicycles could fly
Innocent

I miss having somebody to call
When there's something to say or nothing at all
Everyone

I cant really let you
Know
I want you forever close
All the lies I tell you though
Just to keep you in my home

My nature
Nothing greater
Than

we gotta keep climbing... 

May 23, 1992 
I want you to know, we still miss you. 
You still here with us, we all went to college 
And passed the torch

a little bit of her got me floating
Noticed that you not another
One hoping for doors to be opened
Finna get it all by yourself you
Ain't waiting for a Joe

What's the point of smiling when when you actually sad
What's the point of being an optimist if the all the ops is actually bad
I might be crazy I

my gang in the pack
If I hear you talking shit then you ain't coming back back
Ghosted by the ghost living in your past
Gold rushing got my mind

way around me fuckin bitches that done faded on me
I'm a player baby see you later Mami
Fuck boys can't wait to line me nigga miss me wit it don't play

She so different
Baby baddest, she matching my vision
No pretending
Straight venting
We the same, lil ma independent
I ain't cuffing no other they

look like I'm homeless
And you know me, big ass Glock 19, no safety
Tank in the front seat, workin' dat AP
Back in the day, used to rob for a KD
Now we

I mean by keeping my heart pure. (Yeah) R.I.P Pac, we still miss u dawg.

to the max
The love of life makes you want to miss the cracks, don't want to break Mom's back
So, here we go, we're on our way, I'm taking you with me
Ain't it

this the murder land..Stick to one side cant do both you gotta choose a clan.You really bound to see a jam an sink just like some quick sand...

My baby

I go by the name Marc Ulyesses
Im ducking that drama you miss me
I had to hop out the box
Missing piece ya puzzle don't fit me
Keep it real some

dyin lying wasted
Yeah but baby not mine
Here for a while I'm staying
Well alive on a ride that's barely started racing
I'm staying true to myself my

fingertips
Like a hand full of sand
I'm just a man
Trying to become the man
Says Steven Smaw
And I miss you dude
And our late night talks
It reminds me how

them steppers won't miss you
Shoutout to Dougie, if he play, he gon' hit ya'
Hottest lil youngin, I pop out with missiles
Said that you want it, yo'

Someone that you can love
But the wait is all I can do
Coloured lights arrays
And clown shoes

I cry cry cry
I die die die
Hmm you're so far away
Still miss

love in the room
I grind, baby help me reach my goals
You know I carry lot of load, its been weighin on my soul
We fight, lets be grown and talk it out

lil bitch  get back
My niggas go hard when the queen hit the ground like

Now shawty miss get to the bread
You bitches  could never cmon you shitten me

What Would It Be Like

3rd Storee

Get with Me

2002

she is as hot as this
cuz i wonder if i guy would miss
chourse.
what would it be like if i was with you gurl
what would it feel like if we there

Bad days wont stop me
Slide to me on aim tho
Maybe hit the my space
She in love with xannies
That left me with a bad taste
Baby saying let it go
I did

be as coy
And yes, I want the man, so I heal the boy
I'm not some little kid, nah, you ain't my toy

Miss Sxvage
You should know by now, baby
Ay

me if you miss it baby
Yeah I've been doing good on my own
I could never look at you different
I'll always want you here in my arms
Let's go home like

don't do what you say
If they really want smoke we gon' wait on that day
Only Kings on top spin the blocc if they stay
I ain't fearing no one know they