Straight into the pits of hell She flew straight in the flames of hell Beautiful rose with torn up clothes Beautiful bride she died Beautiful angel she
on my knees and my hands prayin' Forgive me Lord, thank the Lord I'm alive 'Cause I'm knowin' deep down I coulda died I shed so many tears, lost so many
Butt naked waving pistols round the feeling of death Got mama crying, cuz she know deep down they needin her help But he's a dead man walking, still she
be Lil Chief don't know what's goin' on An' shit that's sad to see Cortiana, a star, we gon' watch over her, man Courtney, she kinda know but she don
another nail Now she was a woman full of faith And old Sam was full of pride And she knew that he had one more job To do before he died Easter Sunday
Much In My Life Before I Know Your Watching Us She Had A Smile That Was So Neat Had A Voice That Was So Sweet I Even Used To Like It When She Kissed
It's being a couple years, She's prolli 22 Or maybe she was 23 That's right, She's a year ahead of me I almost broke into tears But I held it all together
It's been a couple of years She probably 22 uh Or maybe she was 23 huh That's right she's a year ahead of me I almost broke into tears But I held it
lady that you left behind In love and alone, but now you're dead, and she still can't get you out of her head, Huh! More tears fall for all you've done
Oh, oh, oh 27th of January, think he died a year ago today She's crying on my shoulder and begging me To make the hurting go away Pretty brown eyes, tears
you And Renee's back in jail, you know she talk like you Ricule doin' real good now, she workin' Rhonda's still runnin' around, trickin', jerkin' Buckeye's buggin', he done lost
just a no one to them I wasn't shit But you would always hold me and stand there by my side We were only 17 we'd be together till we died But then it
she's rekindled flames, you thought had died But if your love affair with her goes wrong And if you miss the love you left at home Come back and we'll tear
down But I was lucky 'cause I never caught the hard time I was blessed with the skill to bust a dope rhyme All my homies died or caught the penzo Lost
hurt is upon you? Real life ain't no movie homie And this ain't Jon woe But I almost lost it on the ending of Jon q And I almost lost it when Jennifer
I wish I coulda took slugs for my homies But they gone now and you better believe I cried my tears Maybe the way y'all died it'll make me change the
what's been broken Brick by brick While your life will keep coming Year after year Drain the pain Tear by tear Drain away the pain Tear by tear Take
victory Cured of her malady, could this be my lost; Ligeia Airwoven divinity, tears shed, vitality Cured of her malady, yes this is my lost;
