guilty sheets With strange eyes looking back at me Don't do this In this mirror I can see The honest truth I can't believe Living life with one regret
at guilty sheets With strange eyes looking back at me Don't do this In this mirror I can see The honest truth I can't believe Living life with one regret
blue who put greed before the badge The first pusher whoever made the stash The Roc Boys in the buildin' tonight Oh, what a feelin', I'm feelin' life
the kids in America, whoa We're the kids in America, whoa Everybody live for the music around We're the kids in America, whoa We're the kids in America
windows were all shattered, and the body was all battered Eb F Gm American roulette, stake your life upon it. Eb F
head been tellin' me to come to church Say, the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt Dreamin' of windows, black-tinted like a hearse But wakin' up to life
that kill, get caught, and strive for it I strive for it That's why I sixteen years and a positive Try to let go of my negative Only got one life to
lane merge The gun's like fried rice, who want they brain stirred? Enter the limelight, lemon drop-top off of crime life Always see the crew in the hindsight Yeah! American
together then I blaze 'em up [Chorus: w/ ad libs] [Rashad:] Drug.. drug.. drug.. Only one I want in my life Only one I want in my LIFE~! Ohhhhh-hoooo
I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance Hot-shot, give me no problems Much later baby you'll be saying never mind You know life is cruel, life is
wanna bring a Player to the show an' get your clown, Jerry Springer Blame the consumers, how I look at life It's just another day in a hooker's life
out your window our nation?s the one that needs Because there?s not enough income there?s too much poverty Can't you live a life go out to see we?ll
expanded our ability To pacify average Americans better than ever By offering fantastical adventures to every corner of the imagination Your home office is the window
once said, "That's more power for the cocaine Freaks dancin' on line like Soul Train" To give your product that extra push Niggas lookin' for the time of their life
get round cold soul Diddly Bo leave for feelin' a saga foretold Who got caught pon the block for gold got the old Heads froze, they peepin' outa closed window
Tellin', spittin' thesis from my corniches Leaving niggas speechless, can't talk with a gun in your throat Yeah I'm Loke, been around to much dope All my life