beautiful to look at, fa sho' I kick it for my niggaz in the ghetto And all my homies in the federal Lock up, behind the wall setting shop up They beat
Stood silent through it all I'd be a lonely man If these old walls could talk This old house of ours It's made of stone But it's built on sand And these four walls
Kevin Fowler - If These Old Walls Could Talk (chorus) If these old walls could talk I'd be a sad man She'd left me long ago If she knew the things
too old to be Putting me down like this And playing around like this I ain't a doll This ain't a dollhouse No I could never be Stuck living life like this Behind these four walls
come crashin' in your flat and say "Hey, it's too late" All your friends from driving around Coming up to feel the weekend going up in smoke Kiss behind the coolest of walls
bloomer, the rumors were true Scattered leaves are all that's left of you I never thought I'd be the marrying kind It was nothing to be always left behind From
feel you Touching me, changing me, Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me. Without the skin here, Beneath the storm. Under these tears now, The walls
Flute rollin' killer plants, like the tool shop of horror And we roll them bitches thick, make 'em look like Toccara Man I'm too much for these niggas, and three much for these
you don't want the bomb) And I don't meant to scare ya But I'm about to bring it home Blow these valleys, these hills These streams and N.C. outta the
I used to battle crews back when Antoinette had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closin in got us bustin off these pistols my niggas got
, where I used to battle crews Back when Antoinette had that attitude Cover me I'm going in, walls closing in Got us bustin' off these pistols My niggas
hit me as I was leavin' There's no place like home From the bedroom, I smell perfume My favorite kind you wore And it brings back memories of all those nights Behind
show (grab ho) Then i let go (throw) split That ass like g-strings up on these rat hoes i pose as a threat to hit any one of these niggas rats Split
the world in half and spit the ocean from coast to coast (Just to let you know) That I'm zone coasted And play the visuals from the top of my verse
? I don't want this to be the way that you see me I don't understand anything anymore In this web that I'm tied up Is taking me right up these walls
'em where they 'pose to be One at the head, one in the middle And one down by my feet, she keep ticklin' me Neighbors bangin' on the wall 'cause we