to die for you I'll die for you I said Don't close your eyes now angel I can't bare to see you cry Licking your lips so sweet and nice Let's do it now
Well, it started off with a kiss how could it end up like this? you meant too much to me but then you through it all away it's the tone across my lips
you out there on your own Cause it dont mean shit, when the Feds run in your home Cause it dont mean shit, when you can't take care of your kids Cause
'ma be right there by your side Never let your down, never need to cry Wipe your eye, eye, eye Wipe your eye, eye, eye Wipe your eye, eye, eye Wipe your
intentional, 'cause 2 don't count When your own bloods bitter and your homeboys bounce Who the fuck is you gonna trust when your road dog is schemin'? And every other
be mashin out Wih something european On them buttons I been rich since I was 11 My grams look Like 7's my killers Look like reverends Yea u better count Yo blessings
Brain stay in the frame, I'm in the game I blow Either my watch broke or my lame-ass slow But I'ma count my blessings 'til I get to the essence It's all
stood by me and you got me here safely Never turned away from me when others lost faith in me Even when I was a non-believer and doubted your existence
you You gotta get back to your essence Use your gifts and share your presence Don't count your dollars 'til you count your blessings [Chorus]
Your skills is least debated and your album least awaited Even Big Tigger wouldn't let you in 'The Basement' Face it y'all niggas face down with your legs kicking They call your
in your square And little mack milk, blast the year That was bill bill, fast forward, ninety-four Who got the bad base? Filthiest fiends scream for more Bless
Lil' Rob where'd you go I was lookin for your ass [Lil' Rob] I was downing drinks like water so I got drunk kinda fast I was on the other side just
Lil Rob where'd you go I was lookin for your ass [Lil Rob] I was downin drinks like water so I got drunk kinda fast I was on the other side just doin
, look here, (look here) Blessin's to the men that walk Chicago streets, and survive (and survive) We all in a test of time, (God bless us) one thing
s yours So what would you do if you wake tomorrow No more sorrows, your dreams came true So knock on wood and cross your fingers Now count your blessings
the scenery of my place Some other time, some other place Some other time, some other place And didn't we always find a way I stake my claim on the best of your
Caesars, Napoleons and cunts With their building blocks and their tiny plastic phones Counting on their fingers, with crumbs down their fronts I passed by your garden, saw you with your
