my sun, you are the only one, my sun, you are the only one, like a bullet through the barrel of a gun, you keep me on the run, you keep me on the
shinin' on my haters, signin' deals so I'm a pa Twenty G's on the chain and I'm still worth a couple blocks It started in that temp, flippin' mids by
Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm still worth a couple blocks.... (all that man, I need a fo, a duece) It started in that temp, flippin mid's by them O
G's on the chain, and I'm still worth a couple blocks.... (all that man, I need a fo, a duece) It started in that temp, flippin mid's by them O-Z's
ugly Donald: we can see his caddy and long time friend, Mr. Skipijankings, trying to cox the Champion out of the sand trap where he is presently on
're all trapped while we're standing still (we're all trapped) We're all trapped while we're standing still (we're all trapped) We're all trapped while
of a sweet trap Sweet, faint, that gentle light I was caught in a sweet trap And my situation has become serious A sweet trap, you won't say it
to act so cute scared for herself she had to remain mute with his short temper he was always ready to snap with no conscience he'd set up his trap she
do nigga, we just tryin to live Crossed the family one time, and we ain't tryin to forgive We ain't nuttin but some thug niggaz that's, trapped in crime
the Grammy but not the one that I wanted What about them eight figure deals and that other new money But ask yourself something, where the gun you got from me? Keep it real Think about some one other
. The fetters that bound me are broken, by words that were best left unspoken, for now I am shackled to sadness by chains that are tempered with madness
pat like they rehearse that much I don't response to a sublime, it ain't hurt that much Yea I scream out Jers that much Cause these other dudes fightin
Shits Sprayed With Lemonade With Blades, Keep Your Mouth Closed You Dont Want To Get Sprayed Shoot You Down Your Body Make You Sun Bathe Six Days, Kamikazee Renegade, Now We Never Been Afraid Kept The Trap
the fuckin bills [Verse 1 (Tupac)] Crazy, I gotta look at what you gave me, claimin I'ma criminal when you the one that made me They got me trapped
. The fetters that bound me are broken, By words that were best left unspoken, For now I am shackled to sadness By chains that are tempered with madness
: my sun, you are the only one, my sun, you are the only one, like a bullet through the barrel of a gun, you keep me on the run, you keep me on the
