up Put my pain in a white Styrofoam cup I won?t drink cuz? I?m thirstin? (hey) I drink cuz? I?m hurtin? (hey) Greygoose got me stumblin? Man, I don?t
didn't know, I'm the big Snoop Dogg Boom Say what? Say what? Boom I don't think they heard you Boom Talk to 'em T-pain Baby, I'm a Dogg, I'm a Dogg
blows hard from the rain The hope remains, it's all around Better days will come my brother Though the wind blows hard from the rain There's help from the pain
resist but then all he does is beat her Tries to tell her mom but her mama don't believe her Lisa is stuck up in the world on her own Forced to think
parentless Anyway, this is clear, Michaelangelo destined to blow And a trio with Myalan' and Joe M I'm at your gravesite, midnight ritual, candlelight Heard she set you up
civilians Shoes is Italian, handgun Brazilian Open it up and see what Kiss brought ya Slick talk, pain and torture One false move will cost ya, these lames will cross ya Don't
, who Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life I wouldn't have it any other way
blow dealer, cost my fame I hustle, I'm rich, blow scrilla, I'm the torch that carry the game The flame I throw, crack change came from blow, push the
Living life cause life is short WE UPHOLD Sky of blue sun of gold WE MAINTAIN On sunny days all sadness and pain be relieved WE BELIEVE The breeze blows
AZ won't you play that song Keep me fucked up (fucked up) All night (all night) Hey AZ won't you play that song Keep me fucked up (fucked up) All night
over the sky Then he tipped his hat just like Don Quixote And said don't let the rapture Don't let the rapture pass you by Don't let it pass you by
so mad but he won't Give up that easy, no, he won't have it he knows His whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter he's dope He knows that but he'
this girl dancing for me and shit Oh word? Yeah where niggas at? Oh we all up in the studio, oh aight, won't you drop this joint? Yo I can't yo I might
up in the morning, we can do it again Come on, is it the attraction could I blame? Infact she still remains my heart, will it be pain free? Since I ain't been back up
it To me, her son, she told me I'm the one Pain bottled up about to blow like a gun Stories that I tell are non-fiction And you can't take it back 'cause
But life without you, I don't know The winds of the heart can blow me down But I get right up and I stand my ground I've tasted fear, my share of pain
Big charm, hangin' from my big chain Swing side to side feelin' like I'm T-Pain Pull up to the crib, bitch think she seein' thangs Make a hundred stacks blow