Peace is what they tell me Love am I unholy? Lies are what they tell me Despise you that control me The peace is dead in my soul I have blamed reasons
I've seen streets, we're youth Are forced to take the long way home And I've seen mothers mourn The loss of there only born Still I believe, we are given
This is a story I'll never forget About the day my new car got hit It caught me off guard 'cause it happened so quick When I heard the crash I got mad
Ya'll wanna live my lifestyle Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse Wanna a war with the Don have your techs out Bring it on, and I'm a show you
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey And perhaps we'll never meet anymore 'Til we gather in Heaven's bright city Far away on that beautiful shore
Uh yeah Jones, uh Now we set them presidents, to get them presidents Over the ones that are dead, we'll put guns to your head Put dots on your loaf like
Yeah, I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob shit Money, Attitude, Direction, and Education Some real shit Think about my hood one time, my hood, it's trippin' Thinkin
Stay off his dick Nigga, some don't think I can flow So here we go to a new track to show the wack That I can throw styles that show up I blow up and
There are places I remember all my life though some have changed Some forever not for better some are lost and some remain All these places have their
I'm feelin' trapped inside this house The words I want, they won't come out Feel like a ghost inside these walls It's like no one sees me at all I wanna
The world is my oyster
I don't believe in an interventionist God But I know darling, that you do But if I did I would kneel down and ask him Not to intervene when it came to
For once in my life I got someone who needs me Someone I've needed for so long For once unafraid I can go where life leads me Somehow I know I'm gonna
What do you want from me? I stand before you, no attempt to leave I'm too tired to disagree I stand before you no chance, I'll believe this warning Oh
I did what I had to by seeing it through I gave my best I've hit some jackpots, I've made some mistakes But I have no regrets If there was another
I try to tell you that I'm gone I'm gone, I'm gone, I can't go on You look upset, your eyes are red The flowers on the floor are dead You try to tell
The woman in my dream, too beautiful to touch, And I'm afraid to speak, I may say too much. Then I'll begin to plead and I'll begin to pray, And show
She's from the south bay. She just loves to quote Hemmingway. She vacuums the house in her high heals and her lingerie. Dad's an engineer. Mom