I was wrong, I know by know I was wrong I thought I could see but I was so blind I thought I could think but I had lost my mind I thought I could be
night I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be be be be I
Eyes burning up like her words was mace I don't even hear what she was trying to say Song playing in my head, irreplaceable To the lies im deaf All I
what's up Punk You want what I got step to me wrong fuck around and get shot Your mom's crying fuck her, bust her Bitch start screaming to me and I'll
right down kiss my finger I reply 'I can't deny you were the best and by the best I mean the mess you made I must confess I never met-a-more sexy maid
along and help me breathe When I was a stone no-one knew that I was there I'd sing my song but no-one ever really
head on her leave that ho alone If she do got some good head on her let her sing a song D is for what I serve, I don't be on no curb She ain't no junkie
for you So I start a fight Get him mad at me Then we'll be breakin' up Temporarily That's when I'm callin' you To head over your house Baby I love
to time, so I figure I'll slow down the rhyme. So they can understand I' m filled with so much anger and pain, and if I drop, then I'll explode like
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme So they can understand I feel with so much anger and pain And if I drop then I'll explode like a fuckin' grenade
I am gone, for now I am gone (Gone) For now I am gone, for now I am gone (For now I am gone) Gone, I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone I'm so gone, ooh yeah
For now I am gone Gone, for now I am gone [x's 2] (For now I am gone, for now I am gone, for now I am gone, for now I am..gone [x's 2]) [Krayzie Bone
[Intro: Thin C] Let it burn (burn, haters, burn) Uh, uh, let it burn (let that fire burn) Uhh, uhh.. let it burn (burn, haters, burn) Uhh, uhh [Thin
some assistance as I manuver my long stroke I hope you don't think I'm payin'for it that's the wrong hope 'Cause I know you wanna be Z'Rollin over chrome
like this here Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top Hours of thinkin about how I'ma tip they ass up out the basket Beligerant glass heads, I
Mickey I'm so on the low It'd take a Navy Seal To get me When I surface If not chips to Benz Is the purpose On your team I'll pull the curtain A beautiful
ya tummy I'm the nigga on the cross burnin' about 20 Go me a bunny lookin' good and funny All you niggaz, is straight crash dummies [Chorus] [Ol' Dirty Bastard] I was
