it either way The book says And i know what it does And you pass, to pretend What you have And the inkling, the clue How we all got here How this all ends
put her on the guest list This goes out to all y'all There's too many names to call but y'all know who y'all are See me at the bar all eyes on the R
, little homie hop in He dropped me off in compton, that's when my story ends Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh This another story about the
How I missed this time zone Strangers are exciting Their mystery never ends But there's nothing Like looking at your own history In the faces of your friends And it's bad
it all the fuck up Get along, let's all hold hands and sing the song So I'll talk a lot of shit, hey, I can back it all the fuck up [Cause I love you,
fairy-tale? Something's wrong 'cause all my glass shoes break And no one's ever helped this damsel in distress To hell with this I'm not gonna waste
gulls or verse visa Field niggaz control this pin the hollow point tip On this gay rights activists a ghetto game we all familiar wit' Now how many licks
a daddy, damn right i'mma bastard Mama was my daddy because daddy wasn't a factor Don't feel bad because I don't need a dad Its like this, I can't miss
to choose death? (chorus until song ends) (master p chorus x4) (fiend talking) Sittin here tryin to take the pain away, see this one here This for all
my air force shit im hoblin down the street with on shoe on walked straight into some niggas with all blue on i only walked 30 blocks how i end up in
snoop, little homie hop in He dropped me off in compton, that's when my story ends Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh This another story about
"Uncle Chucky? Could you read us a bedtime story please, huh please? " "Alright, you kids get to bed, I'll get the story book. You all tucked in? " "Yes
People like us, we are always misunderstood Though there's ups and downs the bad outshines the good Howard you're a 10 but I'm not sure this ends well
How I missed this time zone Strangers are exciting Their mystery never ends But there's nothing like looking at your own history In the faces of your friends And it's bad
the rubble of Earth's remains You don't know how we do things shut the dog fuckin' say shit. I'm gonna get fuckin fresh, I'm gonna crack this fuckin'
guls or verse vica Field niggaz control this Pin the hollow point tip on this gay rights activists A ghetto game we all familiar wit Now how many licks
