you down Just want to live, just want to give Why won't you let me I just want to live, just want to breathe Why won't you let me I just want to know
Sha na na, come on Mom, I'm not Bowzer Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers But if you don't want to I can live with that but
You are now entering a Bad Boy zone (3x) Yeah! [Morock] This is for the niggas who ain't got shit to love I cripple thugs, just because You not Jada
name is Carmen, she live down in Spanish Harlem And I think I have the key to her secret garden When I seen her, I used to want to beg her pardon But
G's perspective Just some ghetto boys Livin' in these ghetto streets And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive (To fight) It's just reality (It's just reality) Just
going I swear nobody knows I need to find her before another man does I wouldn't want him to steal my love I'm just tryin to be cool, cool, cool (tryn
but dying of thirst If you want love It's not that tough Start by giving it first It's so easy to give Baby can't you see Just close your eyes open
self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats But just livin' in the city is a serious task Didn't know what the cops wanted
Thanks to jigga@hot.ee for these lyrics. It starts like this Just cock and lick it Gats hit harder than fists The aftermath's wicked Brass gets evicted
sky I didn't want to die But the life I lived was just to reckless Too many bad marks on God's checklist And many many brothers will go out Just tryin
Angeles another youth loses his life Gunshot wound to the head Street violence is at an all-time high No jokin', I'm sleepin' with my eyes open Wanted
Why do we say that until we get that person that we thinks Gonna be that one and then once we get 'em, it's never the same? You want 'em when they don't want
them deuces you just send it back around [T.I] Your wrist and fingers glisten ice cold like Michigan eh look at what we living in here we go with this again I just
heart is wide open, baby Just come back, don't hurt me no more Don't you worry, I know the answer Let me be the one to hold you, darling Always want
Holiday Inn (Just living in sin) Living in sin I'm living in sin (Holiday at the Holiday Inn) (Living in sin) At the Holiday Inn, yeah (Holiday, living in sin Living
spittin' The cat drippin, look in the mirror you's a fat kitten pussy They say the Lord closes windows, to open doors Nigga don't make me open yours Seen hearts beat through, open
