day too late So back up my heart and run Cause I'm afraid of what will become And I feel I need some time from everyone Your like a perfect day to
when your status change Why is it my mistake that where I am and where you at And my homeboy Larry Live is the only one that have my back? We were the perfect
the eyes, despise the wise Wanna test a *** size, that'll cost him *** *** around wit the wrong *** Y'all get mo murdered all day, all day We done paved
, drifted away Sara fled, thought process gone She left her answering machine on The greeting left spoken sincere Messages no one will ever hear Ten thousand messages a day
Call it Paranoia. Yea Every day is war. Every day, niggaz is gon' hate Gotta move [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm a walking target I'm so far from soft, I'm probably
was wise wanna test a nigga's size and it cost em' nigga fuck around wit da wrong shit ya'll get mo' murdered all day, all day. We done paved da way and
I push the envelope There's no seal on my fate Dreams don't have deadlines It's never to late Even a broken clocks right Twice a day and straight Teamwork
told me the deal He said both hoes'll peel, spray shots an' reload An' still handle the wheel, point 'em out Smoke a Phil' then chill, I layed back Escobar status
are doing their dirty show But I ripped my pants doing some dance That I learned in France And they think there ain't nothin' to know All day used,
She says, nobody wants to believe You're the same as everyone What makes makes me unique My dark life There was a kink in the world Sent that statue
go, rhymeflow, versatile steelo More finesse on vocab, like you would perfect the electro Boogie rookie ! the regular transform to the swivy Chiefrock on the flock, status
You'll hate the day that you're born Before you know your life will be torn Your future is over before it began You can't twist your fate, you better
stare back at the ashes as structures burn and statues fall ill still be standing here for now... we face the sky another point of light and think that one day
spirit Without having to come anywhere near it So with halo in place and my thankfulness pledged My resident status in heaven was full-fledged One day
art of make believe Cream of cream of DNA She went to work on the seventh day Garden robbed by Adam's rib Her action started women's lib The chromosomes of double x Superior, the perfect
is Music. She was once innocent, perfect. But now I fear for the worst. The day they drained her of all her blood, will be the day Music dies.
