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Tekst :

The sun moves high above
Watching below all that moves so fast
Plus taking on a different game
A future that was built to last
I see your face light up my screen
You say hello but I can t
Hold you
Does this all feel somewhat for real with what no limits to us,
We can do

(chorus)
We re making such big steps
It s got me in a spin
Are we aiming too high
Of wanting to feel your skin against my skin, my skin, my skin

Neon lights are everywhere
Lighting up the crowded streets
It brightens up my floating bed
Where I lay myself to sleep
Did you receive the kiss I sent today
Up on the box in Time Square?
How I love the once and yesterday before it vanished into thin air

(chorus)

You re never really here
This is all a big mistake
My heart is feeling cold
I don t want to bake it

Tekst :

Niggaz don t you know? Never promised tomorrow man
Check it, check it *the next life*
Life life (yeah) right now for what it is before you lose that shit
For real man, shit can happen
in the blink of a fuckin eye you can lose your life man
Recognize that for real
You re never promise tomorrow, you know
Any nigga that you know, knahmsayin?
You never know about these things, word up
His body was cold yet his face remained calmly
He spoke differently, as if he was Godly
Layin on the ground the gat still in his clutches
Shoulda saw it comin but he smoked too many Dutches
Situation, made me sober as fuck
As he coughed up blood, tellin me he s stuck
Gunmen, drove off in a Yukon truck
Said a prayer for him, hopin that his soul was blessed
Cause my hands couldn t cover all the holes in his chest
His eyes told the story that his heart was diminished
The ambulence took about a hour, ten minutes
They didn t have to tell me that my Son life was finished
I guess his heart never knew the love that was in it
Yeah, word up, goin back
Chorus: Tragedy
If your heart stop beating I ll go back in time
Make your heart beat again, real niggaz to the end
It s all about cash, and the diamond rings
Dedicated, cause real niggaz do real things
(repeat 2X)
Word up, real things, real niggaz do real things
Yo, movin on
Through his eyes I seen the next life flash in front of his
Cocked back the gat wonderin who the gunner is
The blood drenched in his Armani linen
I guess that s the karma of a thug when he sinnin
From the beginnin, I reminisce the younger years
When we were younger peers on the block pourin out beers
And now the tears, I can t stop from comin
I wanna bring it to this nigga blaze him while he runnin
It seemed stunnin, the way we started in the game
I never wanted, my Son dyin in this pain
Now the nigga that shot him I wanna find him and kill him
Heard he s a Willie and keep a bunch of killers with him
The Jake snatched him up so I just had to forget him
But on the low, if I ever see him, I ma hit him
Yo when he bust a slug in the heart of a true thug
It s real love, this is what a real nigga does
Chorus
What yo, real niggaz do real things
Word up, real niggaz do.. real niggaz, yeah
Yo, 41st side, Queensbridge yo, yo
The words cut like a knife, ma your son was shot
Her mouth, wide open, seemed like her heart dropped
She fell to the floor with her eyes in shock
I was standin there stuck off the words I said
Worst thing to tell a mother that her son was dead
Shoulda knew what love is, fore he learned what a thug is
Now he left his kids to be raised by they mothers
From the cradle to the grave we was like brothers
Went to same schools and fucked the same bitches
Pumped on the same block with the same snitches
Burnin lye on the roof, talkin bout riches
And I remember, when we was both five percenters
Goin hand to hand, gettin bent, crashin renters
And now the end is, justifyin all the means
That s just the story when you re dyin out in Queens
and it s real, word up, yo, yo, yo, yeah, yo
Chorus (repeats)
Yeah, Capone-N-Noreaga still my niggaz
Even if you don t get no bigger
Finsta, Crash, presedential
Confidential, fuck it, yo, yo, what?
Japan rules, foreign exchange, how we do, yo
Begins, world currency
The way the dollar bends, and it haunts me
It wants me it traps me, in the hole
Reachin for my soul, fuck it, yo
Chorus

Tekst :

(CL Smooth verse)
(yeah, DJ Krush in the house, the car-mel kingpin
CL Smooth and only the strong survive)
actual facts
the ghetto reacts to warfare
real bullets miss you by your hair
survival of the fittest
hell for the three time losers
the prisoners of enemy manuvers
hold down the fort
coz life is short enough to get it taken
forsaken when your mental planes breakin
concealin a 4 pound with every area
we surround coz clown
I get down for my crown
take it to the streets for the
honour and respect
connect the lethal
plus my young guns are unbeatable
aiding and abetting the foul
is a violation
that s why my retalliation
is premeditation
the invitation
is to run with a crew you can t do
and too great to infiltrate from a
nickel plate
I state
this be the illest ever known on a rush
swervin with the krush
(CL Smooth 2nd verse)
slip into the world of shiesty individuals
a troubled man stalked by criminals
creeping through the city
I step on the block to chat with
thugs from all the drugs for fatcat
stepping off the set now hand on my tool
thinking how bad I want to flip on that fool
times are wasting
chasing these punks for petty loot
when there is a real mission to execute
I put the plan in effect
forget what you heard
when you get the word from 1st and 3rd
for real I got the fam and all my soldiers to feed
with the gunslingers on the block puffin weed
envision the prison that I walk through
leaving any witness
when I m about to handle my business
no escape from the duct tape and artillery
now tell me big man
where s the money aint a damn thing funny
(CL Smooth 3rd verse)
cops play for medals
killers play for corners
in the middle are your sons and are
your daughters
who gives the orders
to chaos and mayhem
who has the proper guidance and mind to save them
from this cold world of heartless ghetto dwellers,
pimps, prostitutes, and dope sellers
strive to be the lead and not follow
ladies
you can be the queens of tommorrow
dig it, I want all that and more
for my peeps in the stuggle
food, clothing, and shelter
is essential
to maintain the hardcore from the soft
that pushed me to the edge but I can t fall off
my battlegrounds keep the sound of babies crying,
gunshots, and cursing
can you feel my reel
here s the deal
by any means necessary
go all out
and keep this alive
coz only the strong survive

Well, I m stranded in the city that never sleeps
Some of these women they just give me the creeps
I m avoiding the south side the best I can
These memories I got they can strangle a man
Well, I came ashore in the dead...

Let me sit on your porch, let me drink a beer
Let me scratch that hound dog s ear
Let me rock in your rocking chair
Gimme peace, gimme peace, gimme peace.

Show me your garden, I love to hoe
Let me walk in a fertile row
I got some seeds that I d like to...

How many times must I tell you babe,
How many bridges I ve got to cross?
How many times must I explain myself
Before I can talk to the boss,
Fore I can talk to the boss?

How many times must I say I love you
Before you finally understand?
Won t you be my forever...

I like your eyes
I like your shape
And I could easily overpower you
I won t say a thing
I won t tell a soul
But I could easily overpower you...

Love love love don’t live here anymore
You say that it’s a shame and show me the door
You say that you don’t need me anymore
And I said

Love love love don’t live here any
Love love love all you want is ending
Love love love all the nights we’re spending
Love love love don’t live...