longs for what he sees Why are you sad It can't be so bad Who you are now It's never the same as who you want to be It's never the same as who you want
Translation: Starting Tuesday. Never The Same.
the pain, real niggaz do the same And though we homies and we no longer hang You know you know me and that love still remains [Verse 2] It was Tuesday
body shut down) [Messy Marv] Yeah, nigga I'ma mothafuckin' fool Trees for breakfast, eat brunch by noon 24 Davins, only showin the lip The rest of the women, same
s go steady again Monday, we said goodbye Tuesday, all I did was cry Wednesday, I almost lost my mind Thursday, I was feelin' blue Friday, was the same way too Never
bound to pop a mission So if you got dogs, nigga let 'em go If a mob fuckin' truck right let 'em know We got the same guns that you got but better though
t that long ago that i ?????? cold don't forget last tuesday night making love by candlelight remember, how about those many times ????????? in everyday make sure you'd never
sure glad you came here I'm still a sucker for cornrows, you know I never changed that (nah uh) Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on) I'm still the same
mile away Don't believe tomorrow never came Tomorrow came weeks ago I don't have a thing to show All my life is still the same The New Year began today
've still got my pride but just the same It's just too little, too late (Too late) No going back to the start (Back to the start) (The start) You only
the flames I adapt to the pain, real niggaz do the same And though we homies and we no longer hang You know you know me and that love still remains It was Tuesday
prayers (INTRO) I'll start the first verse With something that's buging me For the longest time now listen to me (FIRST VERSE STEPHANE LACROIX)
Well, your woman's actin' funny When you start to gettin' old This is a story Never been told Too late, old man Yo' debts have been paid Yes, your race
want me to rhyme again? You could never expire the fire within Killin me with a gun is easy, try a pen For the use it was intended I don't like to be the one to start
think you'd better be gone by Tuesday You'll be sad when I tell you But you have got to go so Don't cry I know you can take it Your heart I never could
glad you came here I'm still a sucker for cornrolls, you know I never changed that (nah uh) Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on) I'm still the same
bound to pop a mission So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em know We got the same guns that you got, but better
