around me Oh baby just say so You?re right behind me when you?re gone Oh baby, just say so You?re all around me when you?re gone Oh baby, just say so
name. Down at the end, round by the corner. Close to the edge, just by a river. Seasons will pass you by. I get up, I get down. Now that it's all over
my steez (C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme They just babies, I snatch em out they incubators
be tech nigga If anybody say, fuck me Everybody say, fuck you 'Cause they know my shit's pure Soul serving and plus true If anybody say, fuck me Everybody say
've been there But son just disappeared in thin air Carry big guns, without bein parried Yo, Cali niggas say its carried Yo, don't waste your mind
before Selling incense and oil, my man thinks that he's the law But why on earth would this be on their agenda? As he slowly approaches the window "
the author that wrote it The broads are the ones I love just don't wanna be the corporate So waiting for death to approach this take the time to say
above Sent you down to Earth just to make me smile Don't you know you're the only thing that's worth while In my life, be my wife, don't turn me down
but as for earth I'd roll with the hood I really didn't want your heaven- just didn't want hell more I really didn't want your presence- just didn't
the moon swept down and wept. VII Good morning: How are you? I have called to say I saw you dreaming of conquests Of large wars, bigger walls: But: I am pleased to say
there And the preachers say "Oh ah hey, oh ah hah" And the choir say "Oh ah hey, oh ah hah" And the preachers say "Oh ah hey, oh ah hah" And the choir say
so against all odds. We cling so closely together Because we have little other than ourselves. Critics say that it's just punk rock or that we're just
sex now and a court problem later I rather be real 'cause even while havin' these mil's I'm down to earth, like gravity still But you look so sexy,
is ya Chance! You don't have to be fake with a heart full of hate just try to say thanks Murs fall up on the spot like what up bitch Approached the
I'm just makin a point Some say I'm def, the old school say I'm the joint Fencin, no half-steppin, straight up and down I gets mine, so you should cool
at the restaurants... No more strange women smiling and approaching me on the streets... No more top notch booty No more entourage to say "Right boss" I began to have nightmares And in my nightmares, I was just
cap So don't approach me with that bullshit black Because I been there, did that, bust shots and sold crack Been shot at but I been put here to rap So
old films, I can't really explain why it just had that vibe, Every step I took felt somehow more dramatic. So I kept walking and down an alley behind
