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uh, uh
Days they go by
Riding in the 'deo
With my bros
They know
That I'm gonna blow
One day, so
Gonna embrace 'em
Nothing can replace 'em
If that's

strong, he couldn't stay
He rode back just to die in that El Paso sand

El Paso City, by the Rio Grande
I try not to let you cross my mind
But still I find

Say, Say, Say

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

Get popped in the back of your head like John Kennedy
Born in the seventies, mind be where the Heavens be
My body in Hell, where the wicked be
I

So many times I don't know which way to go
Seem like all my life I've
Been surrounded by lazy folks
Who just live their life no
Different from

can't keep up as our memories play 
Over in my mind like a memory chain 
I'm suffering from memory pains
You still cross my thoughts every minute

I gotta lose
Do it for myself is who all I'm gunna prove
Cross country over track you couldn't fit my shoes
I run it how I wanna no need to pick

always on the move what I gotta lose
Do it for myself is who all I'm gunna prove 
Cross country over track you couldn't fit my shoes
I run it how I wanna

on my team or my league then he barbecued
Tired of family first but the fastest one to cross you
Say you got my back, I turn around and I didn't notice

of an earthquake or a rogue tsunami
The ocean welcomes us back with open arms
Bearing riptides as its teeth
Sublimation sweeping cross the nation
Nature quells

melting together all my hopes and regrets
The new years ringing in but I can't forget
this past years miseries, it's hurt and its dread
The storms gone by

Got a double XL camera with your shawty take a pic
Judging by her posture she's very excited by my--hold on
Trying to go radio, I think I need to censor

the one, who will defeated death , then came back in three
Let's be real
There's a lot sin that I could like
I'm the type to pray about it, God sent my wife

talking loads
Mouth running like you on yola yeah the snow
Cross my chess and hold my breath before I ever fold
Shout out all my real jigga that ain't never

hands and his back is full of scars
He done died for my sins and pinned it all up on that cross
He's the one person who gon come and set us apart
I'ma

the low cost of postage stamps
I would've lost my mind
Then he cried No, we'll find a brand new dance
Where we don't spend so much time together
I'll cross

back
See I went to Albuquerque and I came right back
My mind was on stacks and that's a fucking fact
No need to postulate about that And don't let me

look the other way need to ease my thoughts getting high while I pray seeing universal signs while I'm puffing on this eighth searching for peace of mind

Not right, anyhow, gonna wipe my brow
Get down to business, get her out my head
If I focus my mind she'll be gone by Christmas
Now I got some brand new

you decide to say it
And fall quiet for a moment; they won't care who you are
And you're haunted by who you were
Finally on my first body of work
I hurt

new shit?
Do I give up when I say I can't do this?
Do I brush it off, wait for it to not be a nuisance i don't know
Do you know
I've been running back

to cross
I just take it in stride like a boss
Know they want me to give it my all
Got these n****s back hatin again
Givin me motivation again
To the fam

they're lighting a blunt, bowl or paper
Whichever you want
Kick your feet up
And let your mind, body and soul vibe to my song
This is what I'm always

times have I had sex in my mind
But you don't count my sins against me
I've been set free yet I feel like you'll arrest me
For all my short comings, far

livin out the frame, I been sippin on the drank, get my mind numb
I've been livin on a reel, I've been doing this for real, till my time comes
Camera