Lyrics:
years, dead by his hand
He had returned from a war far away
But to his chagrin on that joyous day
His wife lived in his house with another man
Tonight,
You should have seen me half an hour before you came
Thought you might forget to come, I was thinking irrationally
You should have seen me a year ago
off my dick
Why you all up on my piece now?
Swear I been up for twenty-four hours
Swear got me not time to sleep now
Started off 4k, I'm running
& the glass pipe
She gets most of her meals from a Baptist Church
And sleeps under a bridge out by the race track
Well, she talks tough and thinks softly
"Make
I asked Phyllis its still another day in paradise
Is the heaven for the forever twenty seven
Could it be three years till I'm jammin' with legends?
I
Twenty years
Probably catch me with the pony tail
Borsch polish
Sipping out the holy grail
Tear-away pants
Prince Rogers Nelson
We father figures
Let's go back to nine seven, seventeen though I looked like 20
And I was poor, I didn't look like money
Then I saw someone I thought who was
mine gotta watch what you duin
Tied up to times, get back to my grind this whole blook hit mine you can't make one dime
The who by, I'm up like I snorted
on my face
Who gives a fuck, nobody get to see me anyway
My uncle hit this shit, and he probably be mortified
I'm only 20 years old, sounding like I'm
couch is twenty years old, but it's the best sofa
Moms ain't cook yesterday so ain't no leftovers
Still every fuckin' Halloween I would egg yolk ya
We lit
starting to swell
I'm setting twenty-two tables
for the funeral feast
Satan is by far the kindest beast
is just rookie year (Mike Jones)
Is a baller baby, shot caller baby
In the Lex having sex, twenties crawling baby
I stay balling, T.V.'s stay
[Talking]
The year is 1994
Black Market Records, 2001 Records, Doomsday Productions
Combined forces to create an un-fade able click
Make way for
What I'd seen and what I'd done through all those years
That flew right by us like the wind
I got your letter today
roots
The smell of my grandfather's truck
20 years of cigarettes
We might lose the ones we love but
Some things you don't forget
Some things you don't
""To be ruled within family Living a life of wealth These 20 years behind him To never feel the need again How can he live without her strength she
people die
And trust me Fox News goin' live
In 20 years the government gonna
Tax off for breathing
Reality's uneven it's like beefing
With a vegan i spill
five thousand
Now he stunting imma drink the dusay stomach
Man, shit crazy
Baby girl sucking mean dick, but she lazy
I made a quarter M this year, I
my list, no family ties
Work, go home, shut the door, jump in the four by four
Breeze off in the night sky, come back when it's light time
Back again
her down
She's 20 years gone by now
But you can hear the sound
cnd you can long for rest
That mercy drum beating all night in your chest
For the sins
They keep saying brighter days are coming
But the mist is getting thicker and thicker as I’m fading away
Twenty-eight, still going through changes
On a blanket on some bullshit
All alone on the living room floor
I keep a portrait in my pocket of myself the year
I got stung by that silly man
You can see
of the time halfway through crying (ooh, ahh, ooh, ahh)
She don't live here by herself
Sleeping in the bed she's made
Reading books about self help
Working
20 years ago
We were just two kids playing dumb stuff
Never thought of you
In a different way that you didn't thought too
Look what we've become
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