evening? Like a ghost on your way. High hopes in low places. Exceed to hide of the shame. Cruel Games. Sinful, under your spell. And you failed. Leaving the low
you high and fills your cup /carries And right then I learnt to hope / the point of hope / I knew the way ahead/ to go /
With kids, woe woe The world is movin' fast and I'm losin' my balance No time to dig, low, low To a place where ain't nowhere to go but up Ya wit me
it makes you wanna say You just might fall in love, I'd like to welcome you to paradise Welcome to paradise Oh, welcome to paradise Valley high and valley low
nightstand And demons at the door When your chips are down When your highs are low Joyride Move across the night Like a seperate wind When your hopes
would I'll go wherever you will go Way up high or down low I'll go wherever you will go Run away with my heart Run away with my hope Run away with my
hope there's someone out there Who can bring me back to you If I could, then I would I'll go wherever you will go Way up high or down low I'll go wherever
think he live, he think he cold He think I'm high, I'm in thinker mode Eyes low'd, I let the skies hold the thoughts The streets are like the high road
a chance I'll take you to the south of France Like Cannes, if anybody can, I can We can go shopping in Milan I just hope you understand, I hope you
around Oh no, you see, all I need is that second chance to show Since I crossed the ration, my obligation of rehabilitation Oh no, punch me high and kick me low
money in your mailbox I love payin' rent when the rent's due I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you 'Cause when I was low you was there
I'm about The cookies and the cream and the peaches an' praline Butter pecan themes in your daydreams All real sugar, no Saccharin Low calorie leave no cavities Guaranteed, no place
soldado Puffin' on an avocado With my foot up on the throttle And a bottle of the Bourbon cause I swerve in the low-low Solo, fo sho', homies gettin'
more pain I complain and pray to God, AND STUFFS It was unbearable until I tried COCOA PUFFS That chocolate tie got me willin to fly up in the sky But when I loose altitude that high
Nina with the mo' flow, Ain't no fake in the track, Nigga, we shakin' the rap, Look at the tat's, Snake and the Bat logo, Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches on the low-low
' for the mic first? I hope your bitch is in the audience Your wife too, that's your fanbase, plus your DJ's in the place I'm about to boo you, let it
t no punk The average everyday thug that's how it sounds I'm defendin myself, and loadin that mili And leaving em layin [Chorus] X 4 Deep down, there's a place for hope
from the crack scene it got so complicated, then I graduated haters so mad I made it how could I fly so high only to feel so low how do they live so