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needs (Jesus, Lord) Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin' About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus) Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord) Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin' About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus) Man, it's hard to be an angel
Sittin' in a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant She was starin' at her coffee cup He was tryin' to keep his courage up By applyin' booze And talk
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum Powder, how's about them oranges? Moved away from home to school with big plans By day, studied
making my way By making my music I know it’s a risk But it might be way To stop me feeling so low.
by the people who have to pay the cost Wanted by the lawyer Wanted by his daughters Wanted by the victim who's waiting on an offer And you're
mother Derogatory term in his ear She don't believe in the relationship they battle the whole calendar year Low key, he played his position off the radar
Then lost all his tennis shoe pimpin He had some business out of town and wanted to surprise her By comin' home early And sho nuff found out homegirl
on a mast In harbor, by mischance he slipt and fell: A limb was broken when they lifted him And while he lay recovering there, his wife Bore him another son,
That the bottom half of his face half-grown a beard Really Come in he said It's cooler in here Take a pew He laughed His moustache was stained brown by
Tiffany, I know you wrote the letter. The only way you could meet my crazy was by doing something crazy yourself Thank you. I love you I knew it the minute I
seeking for help Ignored by many, everyone sticking to them selves There's no way to run, his trapped with no gun Damn Freedom, All he wanted was, All he
right behind me (ay!) Play it gangster keep em by me (ugh) Surprise his ass if he try me Doseau New toy and it came with a case (k) Im 100 i wont touch
on fresh And headed into town so it could paint the city red The pub was poppin’. The club was louder Forgot his wallet so he snuck by the bouncer The subs
What? Nah she wit someone else already? Ayo who the ... Who the fuck is that ... -Chorus- Heard you been on the low I heard you been wit' somebody
Yea, uh, uh, real niggas dawg, ya heard Yea, journey to the life, just journey I'm the nigga that ain't loud Throw C-low, never ace out Only move
The sunlight in his living room was disappearing And he wanted to enjoy the few hours of leisure He had left before he had To go to work again in the morning He
couldn't even question or quest He just knew he was blessed Now it's time for his BEST I got respect for lil bro He kept his profile low I know y'all dig
you hidin' in them bushes I'm wanted in four counties, for armed robbery, Killed two sheriffs, six of his best men with my head, Stole two horses,
Krayzie, big bad ass bone, Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole, Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter, Now that there's kidnap, but
Trying on clothes in the dressing Room of Ralph Lauren Ivo took off his slacks looking in the 3-way mirror he realized he was hard Could it be
low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low Sean Rouse the skipper from the church of Crook Piery keeps log for his
his ways for name he restored my soul Ya he helped me through the up down the highs and the lows cause I didn't know where to go Now my focus on Jehova
the caradeims What you expected from his next of kin I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if
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