I. Her Man's Been Gone] Her man's been gone For nigh on a year He was due home yesterday But he ain't here Her man's been gone For nigh on a year He
heavy When I used to quarterback that yolla Perm down to my shoulders trying to get it while it's good Til the po po's headquarters up a hub station in our hood A
teary Riddle at me, loose, hang you fools from a noose Then light you up on fire, put away my lighter Fuck the fucking Devil, I'm the one that he admires
picture, when a nigga's gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard bein' black Dear Lord can Ya
I'm sweatin the track Satan worshipper The thug I be my profile read my file I be enemy child for a while within' a Mystic Style Aww yea it's like
make more A fifteen year old black kid will go and rob a liquor store And get shot in the process He ate up a nine bullet and now he's put to rest Why
me trouble She's falling to the floor, he picked her up and he's grabbing her Yelling out like he's mad at her, sounding like he's an animal Pulling
!" I said, "It raped my girl on the block, and cut my sister with a knife" He started laughing, he thought it was a joke He said, "Yo Solo you had a little
on my donwfall and on my fucking forearm Cage snap out of it,it's just a girl,it's just the world It's just a life,it's just a rusty gamble knife Wedged
the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jazz [Announcer
watchin' your back Talkin' about, Mariah Carey's funky Makin' the average group buckdance like a barrel full of monkys While I break out to shoppin' mall he's makin' a quick
death, yep Tell Ecko to make him a suit Tell Reebock to make him some boots Get him a head band, to cover the holes in his head He a dead man for thinking he
, yep Tell Ecko to make him a suit Tell Reebock to make him some boots Get him a head band, to cover the holes in his head He a dead man for thinking he
' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the fed's (A Million
Chi-town ran through hip hop and made these nigga's lie down I'm goin' away for a while, call it a California vacation I call it a Bentley with a smile
' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the fed's (A Million) Bitches wanna give me head (A
one knew Margarita's her name Got a gin fizz plan to make some quick fast ends Hold up a bar and get drunk in the get away van Shoot the shooting stars
when he could call ha thought he was about la and a bitch i call la soon as he saw her Verse 3:(Twista) But when he get home will he be able to
