of love, clap in the name of love) Clap my hands, yeah (Step in the name of love, step in the name of love) Step from side to side (Groove in the name
it My feet have been on the floor, flat like an idle singer Remember winger, I digress, I confess you are the best thing in my life But I'm afraid when I hear stories
like a fucking roller coaster then it drops But what should I scream for, this is my theme park My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my side
even break the skin I wear my jeans so low you can see my booty crack got chrome painted rims on my 86'pontiac with fuzzy dice in a rigged up black/white my
But the love that I feel for you Will always be there, I swear on my name So If you're down for the ride I'll stand by your side As long as you know
to a party at my homies house Got my crew and rolled out Called my girl on my celly before I hopped into my V No answer, oh well...baby must be sleepin
, yes Lived all my days Trying to embrace Life with my heart By all the beauty I feel and create It spins and moves Flows at my pace Telling its story
ones, MJ was my nigger. Not the one that play ball, the one with the hollywood star, and since I'm a Hollywood star Imma tell you my story, never had
smokin' lethal warriors We're warriors, we're warriors, we're warriors Eternal your thugs Here I come, tellin' 'em soldier stories Been daily collectin' my
into my world and you can see That we are more than thugs With just a little twist of harmony Bud smokin' lethal warriors Now come into my world and
a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends Til the law ends, flossin' Rollin' in my
niggaz, no slackin' lackin'. It's trackin', and if the dance vibe best, there's a dance vibe best, then he can swerve. And servin' enemies, seeks on the side
women at? Baby I'ma getcha back, getcha back Sit cha back, lick ya back, split ya back, picture that If you don't know my story that's a more the
of the souls lost? How come the dead can't talk? Through horrified eyes I can picture the other side Though my heart shed tears outside I couldn't cry Watched my
me into dumb shit Like selling out to move a few more units Just keep me in the ghetto cause the hood stay truest You fuck around and cross the other side
mind But see therapy to me, is to squeeze a nine Right between ya eyes, while I squeeze ya throat Chuck you off the side of my boat and watch you float
me that my grandfather died It was like nothing had happened, and I'm knowin that you miss him But to accept death, is just the side of a good Christian
Brown my mother Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother Pop wasn't around, so many stories that's another I'm thinkin' damn, how my older sister