to the hood you will never get found When I come out with the K Everybody better pray If I bust you can hear it from the other side of town Get a few
tweakers, Ahead of the medicine developed to soothe creatures, You're pathetic if you're no believer, 'cause we all are energetic and eager. Come alive when you walking side by side
yet to end It was a purple evening such as this The curtains had been pulled by a hand unattached I lay propped on a pillow of eagle feathers On a couch
I heard a battle raging On the other side of the wall I buried my head in a pillow And tried to ignore it all Every night when I hear you I dream of
I heard the battle raging on the other side of the wall Buried my head in a pillow and tried to ignore it all Every night when I hear you I dream of breaking
See I sleep with nothing on 'cause I'm always burnin' up But we all wanna try to see each other's side And I'll try till she takes my pillow She'll
this paper im in this streats all day im just trying to eat your in the bed all night you just trying to sleep it aint like em with that chick from the other side
you It's someone next to you By my side Everywhere I go By my side That bein' the case Let me tell you Tell you bout by my side By my side The way I
wife So I dedicated my life to you Why? So you could keep a chick on the side 'Cause if I sneak a dick on the side you lookin' to die And booking me
husband and wife So I dedicated myself to you Why? So you could keep a chick on the side Cause if I sneak a dick on the side you lookin' to die And booking
Fruck writin' rhymes This is real shit not a track Camouflage in the dark for the ones who act hard The devil on my left side The other side I'm
'm getting so much closer To the fall Thats how i sleep at night Between the pillows and the floor boards Across to the other side Along the spinning
tech spray my way Losin' sleep over victims of the creep The well runs dry as niggas wish to die He said goodbye watchin' his honey cry From the other side
By dean friedman Way on the other side of the hudson, Deep in the bosom of suburbia, I met a young girl, she sang mighty fine, Tears on my pillow and
that they belong. But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new. What's the point of holding onto what never gets used? Other
belong But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new And what's the point of holding on to what never gets used Other than to sit
be alone now I hate to be myself the night I've cried has made me wither I'm standing by the window you're staring at me from the other side the night
I heard the battle raging on the other side of the wall Buried my head in a pillow and tried to ignore it all Every night when I hear you, I dream of