me in I was checking this girl next door When her parents went out She phoned, said, "Hey boy, come on right around" So I knock at the door You was
I could Tell you the difference in Iraq and Iran But I know Jesus and I talk to God And I remember this from when I was young Faith, hope and love are
My father was a fisherman My Mama was a fisherman's friend And I was born in the boredom and the chowder So when I reached my prime I left my home in
re pimpin', you're pimpin' I know that, I know that so I'm flippin', I'm flippin' Aye, the first day we met, I was in my vette I just left Warner Brothers
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you It's what you leave behind you when you go That farmer left a harvest, a home and
was painted red the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy when
It all seems so familiar) Gotta wise, the shit that lame (It all seems so familiar) I can remember that little nigga when he was just a young lad Nobody
of broads Bossin', flossin', all his ghetto superstar Until some young niggaz decided they was gon' pull his card And one night when he came home, they was
" [Chorus: Krayzie Bone] (X2) Young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-ugs, young thugs, my young thugs, young thugs, my young thu-u-
harm me Fuck bein' a nigga in your army Though I?m a killer, enter the ghetto so that you can see What I mean when I say I love this 'cause it loves
brother's gonna have ta go Or either try to find a job so I can help out I'm in the ghetto, I gots ta get myself out And when I get out I gotta try to
s I'm sayin' I ain't afraid to say it, I love you, I love her I love her, fuck it I love her, let's go, I ain't afraid to say it, I'm a thug More than
believe you gone, I'm tryin' to stay strong Damn, what the fuck went on when you went wrong? I remember the call on my phone, sayin' my nigga was gone I
so old, when I feel so young) (Well, I just can't grow up to meet the demands) Well, I feel so old, when I feel so young Well, I just can't grow up
you run off home for your tea Left me standing like a guilty schoolboy What a catalyst you turned out to be Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea Left
our first shows It was so great And I don't understand about that velvet's first album I mean I did the cover I was the producer And I always see it
a tear for me 'Cause then I won't be far from home Walking down the trans-Canada highway I was talking to a firefly Trying to make my way to Nashville, Tennessee When