the shadows waiting for the sun Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside This is where I feel at home this is my place to hide Pulling me close the
it take is one finger wave Been in the bing for days, show you how I'm real Come home to the truck with the Optimus Prime grill Handed out crack, got the scene
, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene cutting out all the
find me Looking for trouble Right behind me My outlaw niggas Down to die for me Naw what I mean I hit the scene Niggas ducking for my Guillotine Stare
street?s torn, my brother Jung' I'll always have a seat for him, not behind me, beside me You'll always know where to find me They say the close ones
the afternoon the arcade is filled with children families are walking by staring at me pre-pubescent faces are coming a little too close i don't even
Doesn't like the odor, better put some badges on the scene Put a blue suit on everybody you see hangin' round And if that don't work, we're gonna close
walked in and the whole scene kinda changed He grabbed his daughter and almost beat the girl insane She's cryin' down the hall and now goin' home He closed
I'm draped up in ice (draped up in ice) Yellow-bone in my lap, and she shakin' them thighs (shakin' them thighs) Wanna come home, but I'm past on the
bounce so hood, fuck mainstream I'm not him, you can't get with me I rock spots and leave a TLC unpretty And now it's ugly, Bubba Sparxxx scene Real dirty and grimy with the squad behind
coffee table, unable to see straight Watchin' parallel lines unwind and undulate Behind the rain streaked windowpane, the scene's bleak Another train leavin' home
, like an IRS audit You never gonna bust that gun, so why you bought it? See you came home frolic, but you show fake love Like the Feds try to get close
us niggas look the same to y'all Passin' ?? like the game of ball This is my third felony, plus my third strike Man, I ain't goin' home, I got 25 ta life
the shadows waiting for the sun Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide Pulling me close,
Buddy: I never sought the spotlight I stayed behind the scenes But then I met a sweetheart Who changed my old routines She put me in the spotlight Now
out of the barn, closing the door behind her. He pours gasoline around the barn and lights a match. The barn bursts into flames with the man still inside it. The scene
man leaves Close up the shop Puts away his tools Gives the last car keys To the gas pump fools Then he's home at last No more goodwrench scene And he
