of a sunrise tomorrow I'll be back down to hung up on you Yes, as sure as I am of a sunrise tomorrow I'll be back down to hung up on you [unverified]
I'll be back down to hung up on you [ steel ] Feeling nothing at all... Yes as sure as I am of the sunrise tomorrow I'll be back down to hung up on you
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tomorrow I'll be back down to hung up on you [ steel ] Feeling nothing at all... Yes as sure as I am of the sunrise tomorrow I'll be back down to hung up on you
just a lotta Brain He bout to send them the shit that I'm on (Yeah) You prolly could have predicted I'm on (Yeah) My sense of judgment is a officially gone Up
to that other side He said listen you plan out what you wanna do You out thinkin? you grown you got a lot to prove Ain?t nuttin? free in this world You gotta take it fool, you
Hook: Man I feel like a runaway slave Can?t calm down Never gon behave My back to the wind My spirit in the sky I?m never giving in Middle finger up
get enough And every time I step up in the building Everybody hands go up And they stay there, and they say "yeah," and they stay there Up, down, up, down, up, down
some sense Did you feel like you were crazy When they sent you far away Did no one have the answers When you hung your head to pray You could not let
chimes Now and then a tear rolls off my cheek Close your eyes and lean back now, listen to wind chimes In the late afternoon you're hung up on wind
don?t want to see you sitting down when the beat drops, now What you doin? leaning on the wall like you ain?t hear a sound If you know what you?re working
, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now it's time to die Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street With a three piece band on
act real funny For what nigga you're butt and it got back to me Asking a braveheart to get back your jewelry You ain't from my hood, don't even rep Q
she's still at work and she'd be late comin home But I was too preoccupied cause the game was on Hung up the phone and it rang again It was my boy Hakeem
the niggas that close hit 'em up wid the forty reasons Nigga roll up the buddah, smoke it all up nigga Don't stiff on the reefer, mo runnin' up outta
grabbed a 'port Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch On his way down Collard His brother was just dazed in a shock, "Why you do it?" Why you
see this shit So I'm on the telephone callin up the squad "Get your shit together, nigga, we finna mob" Before I hung up the phone, niggas was lettin
for the very last time Settin' my sights on a brand new kind of prey No sneakin' up on 'em, ain't gotta be quiet You don't need a gun and you don't need