I remember as a child I used to hear Music that they played with a feel Some call it folk, some call it soul People, let me tell you it was rock and roll
Did you ever take a look to see who is left around? Everyone I thought was cool, is six feet under ground They tried to get me lots of times and now they
with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a
Gotta tell you a story on a cold winters night You'll be sailing for glory before you know what is right So come over here now, I got a vision for you
turn crimson white Does a shadow come between us in the winter Is the movement really light And I heard a million voices singing Acting to the story
reasons take her In the still light of dawn, she dies Helpless hands soul revealing Like leaves we touch we learn We once knew the story As winter calls
I was born in Puerto Rico We came here when I was a child Before I reached the age of sixteen I was runnin' with the gang and we were wild He keeps lookin
just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises All lies and just Still a
I make it tomorrow My skin is a art gallery, right with paintings of crucifixes Hopin' to save me from all the dangers in the music business Was once a
that, how can I not be dead? This old German said I was a thug with a notty head Looked at my Benz and called that a Nazi sled With a face like he wonder
In the night I hear 'em talk, the coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul To a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless
Press record, cuz here less is more Than before when everything in the store cost a quarter Fast the forward, get a cam record it Now there's a berry
legitimate. And what a scummy man just give him half a chance I bet he'll rob you if he can. Can see it in his eyes yeah that his got a driving ban amongst
And what a scummy man Just give him half a chance I'll bet he'll rob you if he can Can see it in his eyes Yeah that he's got a driving ban Amongst some
I found out On a late night drive In my winter coat With my blood shot eyes My faith ain't been No friend to me And the way I sin Is hanging off of me
's beautiful and he's a thug Made for each other 'cause they're in love She's a petal and he's a thorn From a different type of story since they were
