, me and Angie Take shit beyond where niggaz really can't see Flow freakin yo' music together like we nasty When you pass the L baby, make sure you never pass
and the game began I was losing comrades either death or the penn I was losing comrades but I'm stacking them ends We ever go to 600, we losing our friends When grand mama passed
the prophets Tell us we should live just so Enda did not know Ah Edna didn't care Two weeks later, Edna laughed at her confession Gave the nuns
To start a new life in a next somewhere So next time you a pass and see Apache Just say buthai to congratulate me But if me yard you a pass and you
again Season pass, we're clinging to grass 'Cause we've lost the sky again Every blade will wither and fade As the old man dies again Season pass, we
The sun has set and golden clouds Gleaming in the evening sky I must confess, I?d always hoped Today would pass me by Oh dad, I really hate to see The
in air, Mac Milli..the Vanilli?s in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped, I get brats who dont give top, I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never
, Wish, and Flesh, money on the wood make the bank go good/ Drop it like its hot, we'll see who's the best, yes/ I must confess, I'm a cold-blooded nigga
, we goin' fishin' with the tackel, catchin' the snapper Further the mind of grapple, diamond and ruby shinin' Blue as a sapphire, and we're watched dreams Somebody pass
questioned her no end Did this come from some experience she'd had? She said she had a wild imagination, yet her passion was for him And in explainin', she confessed
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There?s a dyin? voice within
torn because it's a kissin' time So pass on by, you'll never find out I love someone else, find your god, you'll find yourself But he falls, I'm confessing
doorway Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench Life outside the diamond is a wrench I wish that you were here with me to pass the
, Mac Milli..the Vanilli's in here.. im a rascal don't get whopped, I get brats who don't give top, I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never
do it anyway We are, we are the saints, one day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles Red line tripping on a land mine, sipping at the Troubadour Girls passed
I'm gonna sign my name to full confession. It seems the woman I loved last night belongs to another man. They like to take you home; they like to
I'm gonna sign my name to full confession It seems the woman I loved last night Belongs to another man They'd like to take you home They'd like to purr
The world turned innocent Can you hear me? (I confess I'm no redeemer) Can you hear me? What shall I do? I witnessed everything Faith won't leave me