, you cry "Stay by my side" Oh baby, you should know I trust you And baby, you should know I'll miss you But every time you leave, I cry "Stay by my side
' to find my way back home But the old me's dead and gone Dead and gone I turn my head to the east, I don't see nobody by my side I turn my head to the
Doggy on fire minks gators that's necessary Accessories my closet's pet cemetery I get approached by animal activists I live in a zoo I run scandals with savages All my
all my peoples incarcerated, for those who ain't make it Yo, in the housing, thousands seen early graves Victims of wordily ways, memories stays engraved All my
his other role Paul is a comedian with a unique point of view and commentary And in this capacity, ladies and gentlemen Please welcome with me to the stage, my good friend My
and Brooklyn from fightin' Tellin' me to pay my respects and move to the side But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by You can'
The graveyard sits by the Prescott mill. Where my old man lost his arm, And for that I was ready to kill. But he just looked tired, And said: "Don
can silence others by denying them their voice? For fucks sake, who are these lobotomists? As if walls only had one side. Whispered intimacies might
green And all my life I got advice from a superior team I gotta stay away from the cash see Don't get blasted Tell my kids how I lasted My crew's mafiosos
s what, three years old now, correct? He and my daughter age neck and neck, they futures set Trees got me wet, in the background's an old cassette Fly
sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at
Comin' from the CHI, bang my shit to the left side Homicide a double in the drive-by, come out run by nigga gone die why? I was only fifteen years old
a piece of my biceps? Now I flex and take them nice and my bets I got to screw my brothers by these snakes o industry And gotta watch my back before you
cracked his head Then we took off in a spin Oh I smashed his skull again Oh thank you my good friend, I feel so good. And all the high-born ladies So
barrel bust, that warned them, now they surely scared of us Seriously, we party, stay out the streets or face the territory Cowards of the hour, sickened by my
Brought me back to reality, my sanity's now insane I be busting for nothing homie, I'm addicted to shots Blame my hood, cause that's just the way it is on my
my way back home The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone Oh oh I turn my head to the East I don't see nobody by my side I turn my head to the West
