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Life on the run, where are we going? We're going to the showdown It all started out when we were so young This life of confusion, this life on the run
Out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide? For the rest of my life [Verse 1] Dear Anne, my number one fan I write with the light from the lamp on
One love My one heart My one life for sure Lemme tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you
It's been a long time since I came around Been a long time but I'm back in town And this time I'm not leavin' without you You taste like whiskey when
rain and the pain and the thunder By the time that you realized that it's goin' down You may find yourself going underground When they see that this life
moves to make Streets is dark but still I illuminate, nigga I could see the way Till I see the end to me and BIG meet again, yeah Curry going, hit again
on the road with you again and baby Free ride, I haven't got a care in the world There's only me and you, girl Back on the road with you again, baby
You don't like it then peel off, bitch, every last woman on earth I'll kill off And I still wouldn't fuck you, slut, so wipe the smile on your grill
say you a mark-a Anyway we go on I bet a no say we stop wit lyrics and de music and right on de ? EASE UP and come again my selector All over de world
drums, bitches, hoes and death, come on and get some I'm not the nigga that you want to leave your kids alone 'Cause I got my own opening dome kit And once again
be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I mean? I started crashin' rap contests Shootin' hardcore rhymes through wack MC's chests I signed on the lines of
I fell into their plan 187, I killed a brother, man My life on Earth was hell, you understand? But when I die I'm goin' to hell again I'm the hunted
kick game, and drop knowledge at the same time But one L.A. station wouldn't play my records one time I'm tryin' to save my community But these bourgeoisie blacks keep on
my life, at the door of my life Out of time and there's nowhere to run I'm in the war of my life, at the core of my life Got no choice but to fight '
way I never should've gave you the time of day Guess you know what time it is now, eh? There must've been a gust of wind 'Cause you change your mind every time
I'm tired of trying to sail this Troubled boat again Trying hard to find a way For though blows me all the same And I'm tired of holding on When
