All alone I fought the cause Up against the clock that started me It's the life anonymous Trusted with the lives of all of us I failed to see the flaws
She's got the devil in her heart But her eyes they tantalize She's gonna tear your heart apart Oh, her lips they really thrill me I'll take my chances
I met Jane at the center of the earth It was dark there was dirt all around But I gather you can figure that And Jane says, "I'm your body in the night
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster) Red light, black street, dead man, still people I swear that I just heard my number too late, no chance, last breath, cold
All the Devil's Men In Christ's name they do their evil All the Devil's Men Still mad and medieval With their swords and with their guns And poisoned
Sit back, relax, forget it. Can't hate me like I do, I know me better. Sit back, relax, don't think don't sweat it, forget it. (just) Can't hate me like
Lately, lately we haven't been at our best And maybe, maybe we had it comin' for a long time Everybody hopes that life is like a dancer's pirouette With
In the rancho everybody knows Carlos still riding y still fumando audibles I'm locked with my gente, no ay salida trying to finish this up this about
[SPM] Hey Shetoro, uhm play me that lil latin beat I wanna read this letter I wrote to my fans In case I get killed or somethin' I mean haha, I hope it
Here we go Say this is freestyle flow from the penitentiary SP on lock from the greed and jealousy I'ma pay back soon, momma don't cry Stay strong no
[Chorus:] She don't know why But all she knows is that her youngest child is a real gangsta now you see... [Verse 1:] He was a good kid all through elementary
deal like baby, this is real life This is what it feels like, when you in the trill life This is what it still like, still fly the kite to Los I''d like
[SPM Verse One:] From the hood, And I stood on them Houston streets We stick together like cuban's links I had a nine on my waist guns I straddle 44 at
Chorus: Skies are dark and days are rainy
[SPM:] Whats the deal man, we back in this camp I'm doing this right here off the shot of ? my boy Flaco gave me you heard.. Crease in my pants as I
[SPM] Baby, locked up...I miss you so much You'll always be my girl This is a love song, y'all, about this girl Sometime she a dike like a verna show
wrong I grab my gat and put my bullet prove vest on He said meet him at Palace Inn room six Turns out he was smoking crack with two chicks He said "Los
Persecuted by the world all I want is my baby girl in my arms braided up on pretty curls Keep the fame and the fortune I don't need it is to many out