You left me in the night I'm still wishin you were mine You went East and you left me blind I'm stuck here with all my guilt And your still doin' fine
Brought no weed cause she fine off her own So hurry with the Phillie bitch, I'm really sick Off of some illy shit Here go a rusty razor blade but still
I can't replace the way it, made me feel And I would press that clutch and I'd keep it right He'd say a lil' slower son you're doin' just fine Just a
He used to Rodeo and ride 'em mighty fine Now he's old and crippled but he rides on in his mind And I can tell, Rodeo, you're doin' the same to me I
Is Mine That 44 Blast Could Make A Nigga Go Blind The Next Flash You Meet The Maker Of All Kind His Humble Drove Him Dead He Thinks Its All Fine
