my world is black And I am so afraid I wish that you'd return To my empty arms And again we'll burn My little shooting star Again I am a mess Searching
everything I thought I knew You were the one I loved The one thing that I tried to hold on to And when the stars fall I will lie awake You're my shooting star
Since I've become a shooting star I've been wondering where you are Seems like you're forever in a getaway Momma told me that it would happen to me one
tried to hold onto The one thing that I tried to hold onto One thing that I tried to hold onto And when the stars fall I will lie awake You're my shooting star
is s***, chat and make tapes about him 'Til they lost like Malcolm before the 'Nation' got him Out in Timberland tearing the coup My wrist chunky like Campbell's soup, n****z shoot
us warm One more prayer to keep us safe There's gonna be a better place Lost the battle, lost the war Lost the things worth living for Lost the will
It's the gear, it's the flare, it's the stare Nowadays they'll shoot you where they used to shoot the fair Remember the lost soldiers, pour a beer, shoot
the gear, it's the flare, it's the stare Nowadays they'll shot you where they used to shoot the fair Remember the lost soldiers, pour a beer, shoot the
two livin' legends Now let me see which league I'ma invest in Gettin' that money, my nigga Rollin' this cheer, put the niggaz in fear Makin' bitches shed tears
livin' legends Now, let me see which league I'ma invest in Gettin' that money my nigga Rollin' this cheer, put the niggaz in fear Makin' bitches shed tears
of bounds Look at all the shooting stars Some of them could be ours Stream the sky Dazzling diamond light Wish I might On shimmering shooting stars Glimmering shooting stars Dimming Shooting stars
shit bullshit, cause they still gon try to manage, niggas do anything like i dont understand em, but please understand us niggas with money lost mansions niggas with nothin lost families lives lost
certain people, said I'm a radical I'm a wild man, I got a gun under every arm, if you say anything I'll shoot you. If the people find out how they've
them, yo bust em in Vinnie I had enough of them, yo bust em in Lost bust em in Bust bust em in (3x) I'm a five-star general, the motherfucking main man
Trying to lift her, pull her Six, Six, Six in the mornin and I'm takin a nap In the back of the car, waitin for the stars to snap The scars on my
my heart like a September frost How many more brothers must we render? Come the turning of black September You're in my heart day and night You were a shooting star
Rod Even when I'm spittin bout current events Its a sublime sayin 'Who's more current than him?' So I'm wonderin, if a higher power tryna underman When you shoot for the stars
