One half of me is still shakin' The other half is still waitin' for a lover Walk down the water slide Look in my eyes, show me a sign Some people swim
if this is a man Who works in the mud Who does not know peace Who fights for a scrap of bread Who dies because of a yes or a no. Consider if this is a
The first star I see may not be a star I can't do a thing but wait So let's wait for one more And the time, such clumsy time In deciding if it's time
? Well, it's a question of faith Baby, I know you're the first thing I believe in, honestly Say you don't know enough about me Well, it's a question
Since she's gone there's nothing else I'm thinking of I need her to stay with me Lay me down and pray for me Now I know just where I stand Heaven help
the streets That's heaven to me A little flower that blooms in May A lovely sunset at the end of a day Someone helping a stranger along the way (That's heaven
Lord We sin a lot Wonder will He let me in? And not constantly tryin' to find a reason why Because I'm a Bad Boy, they wanna label me a bad guy Now
telephone Goin' to a disco that's packed with men It's like tryin' to get a dance in the federal pen Walkin' through a park with a gang and the guys
to tell that aliens built the pyramids, I swear life's a bitch on a period, For every inch they cut the nose off the Sphinx, I made my jeweler add a
I'm up in the woods I'm down on my mind I'm building a still To slow down the time I'm up in the woods I'm down on my mind I'm building a still To slow
-ckets bulgin' We got the plan in motion I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass 'em to my niggaz c'mon Pardon but I gotta question of life
us, before us/ Crack a beer an I pour it on the curb an I hope ya notice/ I'm a soldier on this planet, you a soldier up in Heaven/ As long as I live
gonna harass me Ask me the same ol' bullshit questions Knowin' I'm a thug with bud for days Keepin' a pistol in my possession But a thuggish ruggish
a spy, tell a lie/ tell the feds the revolution this time will be televised/ i keep it funk fuck ya hustla wit a muscly hustla/ thats why my odb be hangin
in deep thought I wanna see is heavens a place like we thought And Christian science seems to think it's just a mindstate But before I put my trust in a
I'm a sinner in the third degree Ain't afraid to admit it, 'cause I seen niggas worse than me Who am I to judge a man when I'm a man myself In the dark
Hold on now, don't die now, be strong now He said, "I was born a crack baby In a plastic bag in the alley Raised in a foster home With no mother to love
you ain?t consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime a killer before the crime, a BIG before the Dime greet me wit a middle finger when