Lyrics:
tock ya don't stop")
It's clearer now
'cause I'm a noted individual
Plus I'm a don
Not just a small time criminal
Times have changed, homies died
Only
a piece of strange fruit
Go hard, last words to the firing squad was, "Fuck you too"
"This is the story of a couple of small time hustlers
Framed by
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than
at his pride
Aft a long or short time
His neck and claws were inside
The unbreakable confines
I don't think you know, know, know, know, know, know
What it
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her
facing I'm hating
Her favorite song became a lullaby
A melody that I'm haunted by
Every time I close my eyes
Every time I'm not alright
And baby you made
laughin' at me
And snappin' at me with your shirt, bastard
And I still have to get you back for that shit
And by the way, them Playboy rings my mother
where I’m at and then God just came in and took over the reign
So I ain’t got time for playing
Depression, you’re fun, but you’re not in the plans
mind[01:56.17]They take all your glitter and[01:58.55]Expect you to shine[02:04.34]543 skip two one[02:13.35]When a child is drowning[02:16.22]It's not the time
a state of being for which we have yearned
But vulnerability's a state with which you must come to terms
And defining terrorism's up to one to discern
But
now is just remains
The love you had runs freezing cold, pure ice beneath my veins
There's traces of you everywhere, surrounded by your ghost
Everybody
eat
You got the nerve to have a deal and just noise on beats
Little suburb nigga never saw the streets
Silver spoon ass nigga never drawed your heat
killed by the buckshot
Queensbridge, wake and up and smell the air
And stop killin' like a villain, like you don't care
Remember Willie and the times we
in melted ice to reinforce that breath is vital
If your father and his father were fish out of water
You must break the cycle
How many times must
or virgin chances
You will always be my boo
Why waste the time being stressed you know
Possibilities ever more
The fountain pours abundant
Redundant cycles
Praying everyday but I don't go to church
You gon' die before I see my little brother hurt
I just spent fifty on a time piece
I remember telling
engineers know exactly what I am talking about right now so you know how Horrible of a mix job this must have been
We took what little money we did have
to live and you used my love in vain
So go on by yourself to survive this alone
You know you can't come back home
I hope you never have to come this
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
tanana ooo
Am just a young girl at the age of 22
Done a lot of stuff that i didn't have to do
Been through lot of stuff that i didn't have to go through
this God I promise that I'm finished with love
We gon have a conversation if I make it to the skies above
It's about time I address you directly
Time
cut is on fire
Causin much damage like a nuclear war
You know what time it is, I'm always reachin for more
To turn the party out my rhymes are
all around
By the time I'm done you'll be $2.99 a pound
[Verse Two:] Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get
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