the steak you place your fork in You look old (that's what you said) I feel old (that's what I said) I been through a lot since you been gone, dead,
many unanswered questions Now everything seems meaningless You lived fast and died young But my brother you were a genius How could you ever believe that you
know you want this to last long You prolly hear this song and ask me to act strong But stress is buildin up Imma blow It's time for you Joe to go solo
what the party like are you as live as I Come roll with me so we can ride the sky but only if you let me play with you while we ridin' high 'cause it
you, who ever you are, as you're listening to what I'm going to say, will probably not want to believe what I'm going to tell you. And there isn't
Blaze Here Were Old And Gray From Rock A Ware To Rockin Chairs Whatever You Need Just Call And Imma Be There Wasnt Prepared To Lose You It Hurt Me So You Were
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain
of the senseless strikes again! Words were spoken, lies were told My broken bones displayed in acid rain Mission terminated while you wait Her flowers burning in a blaze
abuse you You are weak and hollow Blinded by beliefs that I cannot swallow The world will condemn you Your beliefs will release but never defend you You
that all changed I knew you were gone be my soon Late night callin my cell phone when yo man was sleepin in the other room You don't deserve to cry I
you see shit, what you gonna do? [Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):] You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You
, you see shit, what you gonna do? [Chorus E.D.I. Amin:] You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You
miss you... Miss you so much... Listen Yo yo yo yo I hope you're somewhere listening to this I wish I knew why you did what you did 'Cause I still
from them poems And them songs, in my zone And I'm gone and she gone But she gone home She say no and she say she on Nigga fuck that She gone open up we gone
've taken her away.' We'll help you find your mummy, son. Hop up on the sleigh.' Up beside the bag of toys little joey hopped, But they hadn't gone far
didn't even get allowed, wasn't allowed to go to the premier, You believe that, couldn't go to premier, to her joint, Man, you know they were strong