this god damn car is broken down again looks like i'm sleepin' in the back and i'll be dreamin' of a better place only to call you in the morning with
I put my faith in the absence of something better if it doesn't fit then its out of reach for me I'm a tightly wound mess neatly perched inside my own
I never can quite I ain't lying here awake by myself You better wake up There's something I want to talk to you about You better wake up I love you girl
Josephine, what's wrong, baby? Come on... [Ghostface Killah] Yo, what your momma gonna think of you girl? Her little baby's all doped up, strung out
prison Most of my niggas serve life sentences, only the few is risen I made it out the hood but my people still there Some of them dead, strung out, up
walk the street without they bodyguard I hate fake MC's, they always act hard But won't walk the street without they bodyguard [Verse One:] MC's I lay out
and money they go together like the Ku Klux Klan A nigga brung up and strung up. Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me? Rememberin' the days that's
Off [x11] [Quint Black] See ya know tha motherfucking game right? Motherfuckers gonna hate on me When i go out on these motherfucking streets So you'd better
idle for days But then what can I say I'm a wreck Let go! I'm stuck here hating everything Hating everything Out on the harbor I watched the better part
things were non-existent in the life that she knew But at least for a night, she could pretend it was true So she strung those cords, and reached out
I'm traffickin' these bricks and marijuana Shit [Verse 2: Kase] Ain't seen my momma since the last time we hung out Now six years to be exact Cause she strung out
as it's kept they won't be around next year [Wyclef talking:] Yo yo watch out for the black van. Yo yo (last days last days) planes exploding yo close
red cap boy making his way till he blows it right ?now blow it right ?blow it right a little more right did you ever have one of these nights strung out
this well i'd better pray and you'd better wait and i hope that someday i will finally find you well i'd better say some stupid fucking days and i'll shout out
[x11] [Quint Black] See ya know tha motherfucking game right? Motherfuckers gonna hate on me When i go out on these motherfucking streets So you'd better
the better Cause the time is right to find a better day I'm an angry young man Man I wish I was young My guitar is out of tune even that's highly strung