الأغاني:
This Condition Sunday

do this. I believe it... Do you?) Let him go, I'm trying to prove this, Let him go, oh. Do you believe me? I'm trying to prove this, Do you believe

do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky with the window of the red eye Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, "Livin' to Let Die" [Chorus: Background singers) This

pain to kill Hurt to heal Anything I have to do I will So come on baby let's take a ride Way on over to the other side Of this low down, lonely, no good

it was Cause he who learns the rules of wisdom Without transforming it to daily life Is a bad condition of contradiction A rap like that can slap back afterlife All this

a while To put my wheels back together Now Sunday rolls around That's my cigarette day And my baby's still a waitin' Just two six packs away When I get out of this

end We lived out our lives, did nothing to offend But the Landlord's conditions yearly they grew With the size of his gut and his housing values He'd kneel on a Sunday

Anywhere I go a fly girl will please me, east to west college girls are easy This story's kinda funny, its one about honeys, now Debbie was a girl who

(Please stop) {repeat sample in song} Tony, I'll spend the night with U on one condition What's that? U gotta have me home before dawn Uh oh My

Now it's time for all those who pretended To settle and cease with the noise You and your boys - it's time to put away the toys Christmas is over and this