Lyrics:
Will Young Grace

clearly now Your beauty's deadlier everyday All these people am I the only one Who found you out Is no one willing to say, willing to say, willing

Translation: Will Young. Grace.

my mind with white wine It's your lifeline, sqeezing my nine the right time 'K imma floss life, feds almost bagged the guard twice Bizare nights move on the grace

to a place they?re all warrin? The lake we build houses but it?s the hood we call home In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker will keep it real

soldiers Too many niggas died young, for tryna to hang On the slaims of our slums And outcome, as mommy kneels, sittin' on the front row Hopin' God will

goose and Tropicana Get loose put some more of my juice in your caboose Sippin' everything from white **** to deuce juice With nothin' to gain but my grace

notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smoke Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer The hooker layer, mother*** say your prayers Hail Mary full of grace

Malcolm Tellin' my publicist, fuck this government Go 'head and make my album, this is the judgment Vacate the island, billions will start wildin' The feelin' of violence will

) Spiraling back into my past The nightmare upon my mind is cast Remembering a time so long ago When death took me into its fold As a young child awakening