everything I never knew I needed. Youre everything I ever wanted, And I don't want to walk this earth alone. Where were you when I needed you from the start
Translation: One Dollar Short. From The Start.
Do you remember you school days? And making new friends? I remember the good old days, The days of fun and curious things done:. But- why must times
see yourself for who you really are. I wish you would step back from that edge. You are getting ever so close to the edge. I wish that you would step down from
can't you see what you do to me? is this the way it's meant to be? can't you just give me a second chance. i was always there for you but you were never
Youre everything I never knew I needed. Youre everything I ever wanted, And I don't want to walk this earth alone. Where were you when I needed you from the start
Showdown Oscar Myer weiner, Nasty fascist schemer. Another verbal offense, Another misdemeanor. Teasing in the playground the centre of attention, Throwing
mom started bugging with the clothes she chose I didn't say nothing at first, I just turned up my nose She said, "What's wrong? This shirt cost twenty dollars
in the space between the seats Before long I had a little pile Of coins of every sort The lady counts it up and says "You're still about a dollar short
Thugs? Hell yeah Bone Thugs Man them niggas broke up a long time ago Nigga what the fuck you talking 'bout? Mmm huu Shit nigga I'll tell you one thing
one else to blame, fuck it blame it on my mother When I was growin up nobody seemed to give a shit And that's what makes me one hard son of a bitch Since
's when niggaz start starvin' And when you niggaz start starvin' That's when you niggaz start robbin' When these niggaz got problems That's when niggaz start plottin' And when you niggaz start
what I gotta do in this game I started small time, dope game, cocaine I went from quarters to ounces to slangin' ki's bitch I went from rags to riches
im a lil dude A Peter Pan quick knock off the doors off Dont get me started ive been retarded watch me mow down A bay bay! Im straight gangsta From my
life depend on what I'm ma do today Why I can't move away It's just you and me, without the scrutiny Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies Four shots, one toolie G, one
with the meanest Remain the cleanest, always smoke the seedless greenest You've seen this like reruns, pop-a-lock like reruns St. Louis where we from, you ain't never heard a weak one
's do it, baby Me and Short dog on the mic, baby It's going down all night, baby Shootin' all haters on sight, baby That's right, make room E and Short
all my game from the streets of california Young millionaire with no high school diploma Livin real good, taking care of my folks Roll up a fat one for the players to smoke Short
