Latch-Key Child
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A lyrics
"Move On Lyrics"
Chorus:
If I go on my way without you
Woooahh where would I go
If I go on my way without you
Woooahh where would I go
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Im having flashbacks
Let me relax my dome
My whole joints blown another soldier wont be coming home
Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva
Ties will never sever
You died tryin to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin in peace dont even stress that beef
Go head and sleep count your blessings return to the essence
Everytime I see your fam word is bon I feel your presence
Its all over bearing witness like jehovah
Aint nothing strange unless you watch your range like a rover
I Just Wanna Make Love To You Lyrics
I don't want you to be no slave, I don't want you to work all day I don't want you to 'cause I'm set for you I just wanna make love to you, love to you, love to you I don't want you to wash my clothes, I don't want you to keep my home I don't want you to, I don't want you to I can tell by the way she walks, I can see by the way the baby t
Follow me son, whats done is done, forgot it I don't want you to be no slave, I don't want you to work all day I don't want you to 'cause I'm set for you I just wanna make love to you, love to you, love to you I don't want you to wash my clothes, I don't want you to keep my home I don't want you to, I don't want you to I can tell by the way she walks, I can see by the way the baby t
God bless his soul while his bodys underground rotting
We wont forget you let a brother try to dis you
I swear to god he better have a blade and plus a pistol
Forever miss you got babies that wanna kiss you
Shining like crystal, and at your wake I pass your ma a tissue
Chorus 2X
He was only thirteen when he burst his splean
The shot was fatal
He died right there upon the kitchen table BLAOW
It happened all alone in his house
Not a creature was stirrin, not a roach or a mouse
And I was just with him, playin Sega
And buggin on the horn with some honeys like a couple of playas
And now hes gone
Im speakin on my man K
18 Years Lyrics
Sometimes I ask myself, "Is this the life I want to have?" Are you still satisfied with the situation That you've had for many years now? Time is movin' on your childhood is gone But you don't realize that the game it isn't won Blind you think that you're safe at home But the fall is near if you carry on 18 years of freedom
Shawn Sometimes I ask myself, "Is this the life I want to have?" Are you still satisfied with the situation That you've had for many years now? Time is movin' on your childhood is gone But you don't realize that the game it isn't won Blind you think that you're safe at home But the fall is near if you carry on 18 years of freedom
Forever on my mind mentally as I kick my song
He used to talk about the box in the closet
Where his pops kept a glock and all the safety deposits
Now he stressed, fiendin just to hold some heat
I guess it came from all the stories that he heard in the street
I cant explain it, its ill how we used to feel
I used to tell him stop playin wit that chrome-piece steel
He never listened, and now my man is missin in action
I blame it on the fools in the street thats always blastin
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Aiyyo my dreams are filled with terror
Shots gettin nearer
Paralyzed and right in front of my eyes its gettin clearer
A tragedy resulted from a brothers bad scratch
Tried to
Comin' Into Los Angeles Lyrics
Coming in from london from over the pole Flying in a big airliner Chicken flying everywhere around the plane Could we ever feel much finer Coming into los angeles Bringing in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please Mister customs man, man There's a guy with a ticket to mexico Could he ever look much
ob a deli but the gat he had was raggy Coming in from london from over the pole Flying in a big airliner Chicken flying everywhere around the plane Could we ever feel much finer Coming into los angeles Bringing in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please Mister customs man, man There's a guy with a ticket to mexico Could he ever look much
Bullets sprayed, ricocheted and automatically
Hit a bystander, young girl named Amanda
The slugs in her back by this cat buggin no crap
Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the loves at
Was only seven already on her way to heaven
She reached her day and now she wont see her wedding
Some might say that this was destined or something
But her parents only had one child and now they left with nothing
Book all that flix and when they daughter was six
Before they moved from the bricks and got caught up in the mix
They thought things would get better now they stressed forever
They last vision was image of a blood-soaked sweater
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