the sunshine But sometimes I'm afraid It's all in my mind Baby, we let our time run out Missin' you really drags me down Thought I'd fall for you so
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Sunshine But sometimes I'm afraid, it's all in my mind Babe we let our time run out, missin' you really gets me down Never through I'd fall for you so
remembered they were still probably at dinner And anyway I felt really bad and didn't want to talk to anybody But the snowflakes were so beautiful and real looking
for me to make you niggas ER patients Another soldier in the grave [Chorus] [B.A.N.D.I.T:] Two nines, four clips Prayin that you niggas trip Lookin for
for me to make you niggas ER patients Another soldier in the grave (Chorus) (B.A.N.D.I.T) Two nines, four clips Prayin that you niggas trip Lookin for
are watchin' Nigga caught up in the hustle Fuck flippin' packages and tyin' up, minx and rings I bubble Trouble's what I look for in stores on expensive
Look, I'm here to make a mill' off of fifteen bricks I rob for, can't see me workin' for Job Corps It's Gates, dog a little introduction to me Crack's
you will Not see your women and your children He popped fifteen hits of EX in one night, licked big titts Had sex with some dikes and he won't use protection For
-me-when-and-where side Chasin' after you on the hip side lookin' high Lookin' at you on the hip side lookin' out yeah Lookin' at you on the flip side lookin
gone Still the darkest hour is the one before the dawn And we're all working hard, right above minimum wage Waiting for fifteen minutes and a friendly stage Mr. President looks
words that I hear spoken Just promises broken now Looking outside from my window sill Throw another coin in the wishing well Never find what you're looking for Fifteen
and she kissed my cheek Then I saw the tears welling up In her troubled eyes as she started to speak She looked at our pitiful shack and then She looked
down there alone All aboard, all aboard the Celestial Shuttle For a journey free of care, for a journey free of trouble All aboard, all aboard the Celestial Shuttle For
surely got trouble! Right here in River City, Right here! Gotta figger out a way To keep the young ones moral after school! Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble
left for the 121 Pull it into park and lay it on the grass I roll back the ride, so I can see some ass Clock one sista, fifteens in the rear Bump a forty
passin? through You'll never know my name, you'll never walk in my shoes I've been no use to my friends, I've been no use to myself Now I'm lookin? for
in front of some man No he's a young'in but he's got a gun in his hand He looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraid Immediately apprehensive
