I was sittin' home on the west end Watchin' cable tv with a female friend We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess The poor and the hungry, a
Woo, uh-huh, uh-huhh Uh-huhh, oh yeah Ha ha hahh Forget what mama told me as a little girl 'Bout to get grown, get on and rock yo' world Your body tellin
It's been along time comin' Locked in the lab wit a infra-red pen and a pad A lot of chicks in tha game sound da same Can't switch they style an they
How many dimes you done dropped the same lines to Played games and lied to got inside ooh Don't even want to think about it Somebody tried to tell me
I don't bust guns, I bust rhymes to see funds Four-four caliber tongue, you want some? Let me know, K.O. flows, ya gots none Let me know, that you don
It all started like this, ninth grade, freshman year So happy to be in high school, I shedded a tear So many cute dudes to choose from, I knew it was
Bring it on back to the young days when things wasn't so hard Playin kickball in the school yard The year before kindergarten when memories started at
Hey Mr. DJ, turn the music up loud And everybody report to the dance floor now Lock 'em up 'cause we 'bout to get down Off the chain, like they do it
Once again standin' here cryin out Energy gone my insides dyin' out Wishin' you was dead or somewhere lyin' out Every time you open ya mouth lies flyin
A man I knew Died too young And in the end His song unsung He touched my life He touched my soul Given time he'd reach his goal An original man that
I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I was raised, the little
They looked in the White House and Capitol Hill They looked everywhere for Buffalo Bill We called every scholar, reporter and genius Has anyone seen the
Too much sex, too little Jesus Stacy's been a troubled teen ever since she's twelve She felt the world close in on her and thought she needed help Listening
"hey you" she said "i think that I have something in my eye" And she posed beneath the standard lamp As her clothes waved goodbye
Far away on a hill to sunny mountain side Many years ago we parted, my little Ruth and I From the sunny mountain side She clung to me and trembled when
I'm going down to the river of Jordan, oh, yes I'm going down to the river of Jordan some of these days, Hallelujah I'm going down to the river of Jordan
All my life I've wondered if what I done was wrong All I ever cared to do was ride my pony on I never had no heartache was always happy and gay Until
I was known as Blackie's gunman The best two gunman in the land I could shoot the ace of diamonds With a draw from either hand With the dice I had no