Lyrics:
Oh, downtown, downtown (downtown)
Downtown, downtown
Oh, she has her arms around your waist (oh)
With a balance that could keep her safe
outside
Has nothing now he's come to realize
Only the desolation he feels
The cold distance inside
But you and I now
We can be alright
Just hold on to what
Little dog who can't get in
Moaning at the bed side
Moaning from each limb
Little dog who can't get in
Can only cry but
Can not swim
Pony
yeah
And only you can give it to us cause you know
We need it, yeah
Let the music play, I'm gon' say what I'm gon' say
Stack that stack, blue back
of us are left to wonder where the dream has gone
Where the dream has gone
They say the Sierras melt with the rain
And race through the valley like
love 'em and gotta praise 'em
Cause without 'em we'd be nothing, plus our kids they gotta raise 'em
While we, out and about and seeing what life has
me all alone
With only memories
Through the mirror of my mind
Through all these tears that I'm crying
Reflects a hurt I can't control
Although
[Intro]
Yeah! Ha Ha!
[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear niggaz runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk
2Pac:
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga? Put your muthafuckin' hands on your
strap, nigga. Thug luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like
gangstas and slug
silenced me is written into law
I can't believe where circumstance has thrown me
And I turn my head away
If I look I'm not sure that I could face you
Cleveland
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
to get inside her world was all aplayers dream
She picked me up in a six hundreed
Music bangin and thumpin and the only thing she had to say ha ha
seater
Left Ne-Ne with Macita
Vroom speed up run faster than a cheetah
Only thing on my mind is how I'm gone get all in this cheap slut
Should I use
Ha ha, come on
It's like this right here
To all my niggas, check this out
It's that, gangsta gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta gangsta,
y'all it's on for life
The only bars I ever be behind is the one's I co-write
Hold it down, hold the crown
What I gotta brag for? Y'all should know by
baby's eyes
How it lies, how it lies
How it lies
She has style, she has charms
And a pair of loving arms
That I'm dying
To try on for size
But
rap town,
But the Pope has been quiet for days.
Well some gunmen robbed a bank in California
And the cops blew them all away.
If you don't like
me what the fuck to talk about
And all the suckas that said I was through
You need to wake up to my view
I'm fallen off
Ha! Ha! That's a joke!
You
On and on
On and on
She broke my heart, he hurt me too
That's something that only unworthy souls do
They said goodbye, we say hello
she has something else in mind,
And so rather than do either you do something else
That neither likes at all You want to talk of Keats and Milton,
the one that I have loved
He has left me and gone
And I am in no mood
For to hear your sad song
Bring not your light into my dark room, yellow sunshine
A one in a million chance
You know the moment that you crossed over the line
A casual glance
No one has to read between the lines
In
blind to see it baby
And you was out here doing
The same thing as me
I wanna ask, has he been by the crib?
Has he been in our, car?
And did you let him,
big-ass tool (ha ha)
When I'm skatin' through the city and I stop and kick it
Be the most asked question, how I got them digits?
I say I stay on my
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