Lyrics:
In due time we will see the far buttes lit by a flare
I've seen your bravery, and I will follow you there
And row through the night time
So healthy
I tell ya brother, man shit happens
By the way, how's it with you?
Check out the kid, finger on the button
Oh yeah, it's a wonderful world, huh
I tell ya brother, man shit happens
By the way, how's it with you?
Check out the kid, finger on the button
Oh yeah, it's a wonderful world, huh
[Ice-T]
The problem is you broke, You ain't got no car or job
You slow with youer hustle, You dress like a slob
Ladies ain't looking for no brothers like
up
Get inflicted by my verbal conviction
A Bad Boy but far from a Detroit Piston
You're not focused enough, you're not listenin'
You need to slow
This year we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Getting' double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin' Niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
I felt my Granddad's death like a lesson in love and loss
Numb and shocked, for everything thing I'd sundered from
A smouldered home crumbled to ash
on the phone, oh shit, I'm frying it
Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?
I think I'll, pull out my suit for Sunday service
My little brother
Meanwhile on the street saying no more peace
My man, Sto-Bo, kid hold your own
In a cell locked down not far from home
And at the same time on
The outside I'm
for that
Ah ah ah, woo!
You see my self-esteem, I'm never leavin' home without it
They told me I'd never make it, they told me I ain't doubt it
Now
home from the bar
I'd known you'd have your bags packed by noon.
cnd, I know that you've searched for so long
Just to find me.
I know deep down
At days arrival one man at the table
Eatin' corn flakes checkin out the paper
His brother walks in from a hard nights caper
Half hungover
around
You may think that I'm in my prime
But I'm far from that life
Yeah, I ain't no player
But I get in my groove
At the top, creating' from my room
I
still down for me now?)
By the way that you smile
(Yeah, are you still down for me?)
Left once again at home
Another night on your own
Ain't no fun
to vote by saying the
Lesser of two evils is still a choice
Well maybe or maybe not
Niggas rhyming like they got 80 Glocks
You home watching I Love the 80's
strong and she far from a vagabond
This is the back of the masters' whip used to crack upon
Strong enough to take all the pain, that's been
Inflicted again
One night I prayed to God
I asked could he please remove the enemies from my life
And before you know it I started losing friends
Somebody who
females get jealous
Okay smartie, go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by, you wish you could sex her
But you're
I think i'll just sit here for a moment
To look at the sky and watch my life roll on by
I've come so far
Left my home behind
I just forgot the part i
the unknown
We've come too far to let go
Devoured by thoughts with no end
Disintegrate by the touch
Dissect the being within
To find control
When you can hardly
fly out even though it's far from home
You'll fly over Omaha
And I'll wave at you in the sky
But you'd just turn your head and walk on by
Massachusetts
won't go far
Now I can't wait much longer
The night calls me to wander off
Away from home
I'll be back by sunrise
But in the meantime rest your eyes
the crime
And crime pays a little more than the company time
But too far is too far if nothing aligns
Got you in the crib really tryin to hide from
don't try anything evil
Got the shotgun in hand as I'm lookin through the peephole
Loyal as they come I will slide for all my brothers
Wifey by my side
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