Lyrics:
We'll understand it all by and by.
Sometimes I wonder why I must suffer,
Go in the rain, the cold, and the snow,
When there are many living in
We'll understand it all by and by.
Sometimes I wonder why I must suffer,
Go in the rain, the cold, and the snow,
When there are many living in
for years
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years
Now Mase
for years
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years
Now Mase
every time
And I'm trying not to scream but it's eating me alive
I'm still haunted by the best years of
The best years of my life
Yeah, let me take
fingers on the .45 chrome
Dead aim at my brain, infrared with no lights on
I ain't afraid to die, I want to see what's after this
I'm living blind
fingers on the .45 chrome
Dead aim at my brain, infrared with no lights on
I ain't afraid to die, I want to see what's after this
I'm living blind
not ready to start living
In a year that you're not with me
Every minute that goes by
You slip into the sands of time
Our moments turn to memories
Your
person, living or dead, or actual events, is purely Coincidental
This is a Shockocracy, this is satire, but Not Sees are real
It's not hard
To be a bard
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
a nutshell
It's all fucked up out here even the calendar year
Get truth in tid bits cigarettes and beer
On top of that they keep us living in fear
In
of you
It's like you're living over again
Forever living
Through somebody's eyes
These memories cross years to come
Each new day we think of you
It's like
dyin here aint got defense
Been living this shit for 75 years
15 million people that been living in fear
Seen to many families droppin their fucking
My ghost feared by most, one flick of the wrist or the leg put nigga's to bed
Like wonder bread my adversaries toast
Corridor, kitchen floors, that
Children grow and women producing
Men go working
Some go stealing
Everyone's got to make a living
L O X
J. Lo
We off the block this year
for gas, but not the car
With some unrestricted funding we could really thrive
Maybe finally upgrade from Windows 95
Pay our staff a living wage
at me, living by myself, feeling by myself
Every day I feel so empty, need to go and find myself
Aye aye, I have something to say
But nobody wants
I still get that honeymoon feeling
After all these years my heart goes reeling
Every time you touch me it's the living end
I still get that honeymoon
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
to wait for it
But you only get when you taking it
I remember when I used to pray for it
But you can tell the future by creating it
So I'm living life like
at night
You repent by the day still living right
Still need a lil pinch don't flinch cause you feel you exempt still a shrimp to the bigger life
Or should
the way he once was upon a time
But he don't know no other way to make a living on the grind
Selling drugs is all he's been, his only way of getting by
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