right through me I could of been prize fighter bruisin' , hurtin' me But headlights go on and i`m half way gone now we speak rememberese ahh...
m still in love and i'm still in love and i'm still in love and i'm still in love i'm still in love and i'm still in love and i'm still in love
Clap to the clap track Don't tell me how you feel A bored persons nightmare Crying crocodile tears Did I blow your mind tonight? Did I make it alright
the still of the night I remember that night in May (I remember, I remember) When the stars were bright above (I remember, I remember) I hope and I pray (I remember, I remember
Still here when I close my eyes I feel you, and we'll never, never be apart You're still here, still here in my heart In my heart Still here Still here Still
your eyes Help me remember The way that it used to be When nothin' else mattered 'Cause you were in love with me Help me remember Help me remember Help me remember
Against all odds, I'm still here nigga Aiy, I got to get my props for 2Pacalypse O.P.D. what? When this album come out Niggaz can kiss my ass, did you
given, thank God I'm still livin' Pack my nine 'til it's time to go to prison As I'm bailin' down the block where I come from, still gotta pack a gun '
Yeah, if she didn't wanna fuck Then she never should've called you I dedicate this to my nigga, Mike Tyson If she didn't wanna fuck Then she never should
Young Thugs in this motherfucker Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Major, hell, motherfuckin', yeah This one goes out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin
help me The marijuana had my mind gone it wasn't healthy I traveled places, caught cases, what a ill year I felt the pain and the rain but I'm still
Heaven got a ghetto I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto I was raised, the little young nigga doin' bad shit Talk much shit, 'cause I never had shit I could remember
What you won't do, do for love You tried everything but you don't give up Now he left you with scars, tears on your pillow and you still stay As you
I know it's gettin' crazy after dark These marks keep on huffin' and puffin' Ain't no fear in my heart, what's goin' on in the ghetto Still struggle and strive? I still
kill me They can never take the life of a real G I'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money I'm gettin money Still on parole an' I'm the first
