so tired. Tired of waiting for you to come. Today I must face what's been after me so long. Outside these walls. Words don't mean much but you want it done. Outside these walls
Inside this crowded room you call me a friend You speak your words I?ve heard a million time On the stage you act. You play the role they told you
's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble, if I should fall Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls
cooler Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I done told these fuck niggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck
, the jazz and hip-hop Suckers get loud, I drop em I like ( ? ) I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'm ( ? ) [ ROUND 1: Hen-Gee ] Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls
Wayne, these niggas out they mind I done told these fuck niggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind Tuck these, I fuck these on
a tiny necklace locket It's got a picture, "This'll keep you safe daddy, take it witcha'" I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror These stinkin' walls
've gotta come together, it's time for you and I So much talking, so much locked up inside We should be listening, why do we build these walls so high
enough And just outside the door where it always rains I'll take the time to polish these scratches and these stains On my chrome plated heart Wings on these
me do in the time, These 6x9, is about to make me lose my mind, Trapped in these closed walls, ain't have no conversation with my family on the outside
, uh, uh, never I'm havin' too much trouble tryin' to keep my damn self together They got me by the balls so please, help me Break these motherfuckin', these motherfuckin' walls
spades of the opus baby, what you got a feeling for, I can show you new things, how you feeling spiritual, Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes?miwacles
of the opus baby, what you got a feeling for, I can show you new things, how you feeling spiritual, Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoesa?¦miwacles! yeah
in L.A. Sixty eight it broke up the yard birds, we were broke as well Took it underground, MC borderline, up against the wall The wall, the wall, show
them draws make them splash waterfalls i make the pussy rain, i make the pussy drip make the pussy leak, then i take a sip i put ya back against the wall
my frame of mind Outside the window theres a sunny day I wanna feel it on my face You and I Are out looking for the same thing And these walls of wondering
shiest for the merchandise My words precise 'cause if not, I wouldn't speak it I rock shit everyday of the week, especially the weekends Outside, these
like a cup. And make this love thing overflow, I wont stop until ya body's tellin me so. Sheets gettin' sticky from the strawberries and whipped cream, If these walls
