How does it feel to be alone i'm seeing such a rush you wanna be here with me and my own. I see inside your eyes because the lies the truth that find
God your face is so persuasive Let's just face this cause I can barely even hold on Never thought that id be here for long So baby why don't you Live
(Laughing) (Hey Ladies, Yeah. WOO) He runs screaming, he's been dreaming but he thinks he's awake. He started trying, since the lyings about all he
I'll tell you a secret I hope you can keep it. I hope you can keep my secret close don't tell a soul now tell a soul. I've been waiting just to see this
know the lady's going out with other guys acting like your perfect acting like your worth it all you ever did was pray for guys and you think that he will call
Oh, seems like a day ago, Not quite like the last; And now I see him walking far away, Blasting down the street tonight. One more reason It's a cold
spittin' the rhymes I'm gettin' mine spittin' them rhymes, but still pitchin' them dimes And the spot still sick with da grime Glock twenty-six nigga but I'm sicker
to Cali we get our ye from the valley We be hustlin on blocks moving in and out the alley We call it medicine thats what u need when you get sick Sometimes
a string It happened so fast but with me it was slow motion Police were called in and all in all you were the victim Reports were made false alarm Call the cops on the cops
hard but we had to push on Girls who didn't like us now they call us Pouchon Slow motion: now they wanna wine slow All cause my flow's sick you could call
but we had to push on Girls who didn't like us now they call us Pouchon Slow motion: now they wanna wine slow All cause my flow's sick you could call
Timbs scraper, fly shape up, got my weight up Laugh at haters, smack 'em now, kill 'em later Small Soldiers, action figures in motion pictures You read
blast Don't you back stab a fool that'll put your life on hold I'm fuckin sick up in the mind I represent the 619 National City cops got Me with a pistol
back, unload on yo ass Dodgin' the cops tryin' to get my props, pop 'em like a pimple Like 3X Krazy, ain't it all so sick, ain't it all so simple
