clique I'm done played out and I ain't changin' shit (Nope) Hey aren't you monoxide child? That's right bitch Right the skinny one My best friend John
Lotus clique I'm done played out and I ain't changin shit (Nope) Hey aren't you Monoxide child? That's right bitch Right the skinny one My best friend
of crime wars will find yours The hot one will spot one, shock one and stop one Crews will conquer as tough as Tonka Now I got one I got connections
when he got a seed? Turn a whole hundred and eighty degrees The nigga that you never saw smile before It's like the warrior at peace with the child at
the wind/that ain?t s**t to spend/ Oldest child is her son in the 7th grade/ And he?ll just be turning 12 on his birthday/ A small boy with a brain to
Bye bye my reply, blah, blah Blast burner then pass burner to Tye-Tye Finish my breakfast, why? I got an appetite for destruction and you're a small
in the air Flames to the hair 'cause the game ain't fair And I'll take it there fuckin' with the right one, baby Got that, we tryin' to light one, baby
Heaven help the child who never had a home Heaven help the girl who walks the street alone Heaven help the roses if the bombs begin to fall Heaven help
of no footprints to harpsichord tunes. A throne of white ivory, a gown of white lace Lies still in the magic of a timeless place. One hundred small
He doesn't want to know what goes on, though everyone knows One small voice, the emperor's got no clothes on One small voice, the emperor's got no clothes on One small
wonder if heaven got a ghetto and if it does Does it matter if you blood or you 'cuz Remember how it was? The picnics and the parties in the projects Small
[Intro: Bizzy] The one baby! As a child, army days, cancelled the fun childhood After runnin away with mom so many times It's tearin their relationship
Biggie Smalls (biggy smalls) Eric Wright, one of the fore-fathers of ganksta shhhh he one of the ones that got me in, yall know wut it is one time
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know
me (Help us all) Heaven help the child who won't reach twenty-one (Who won't reach twenty-one) Oh, heaven help the man who gave that child a gun, bang
, you are sleepy, you are stuck to the sheets In a town so small there's no escaping you In a town so small there's no escape from view In a town so small
, prophesize Small town any place Prodigal son, hey, loyal to none He had it all to say Renegade from another world Child, he was the wild one Outlaw