and done (No one can tell you what you know) (Who makes the choice of how it goes) It's not up to me this time (You know) There comes a day in every
Dark day in paradise Tantalized by my eyes mislead This one you've got to see And her gaze, it is set on me Not like I would push the brink But it sure
the children use to play they would fight till the dark and the dawn of the day happy lives and omit and happy lives that were not saved no one could
choices (woah oo) Stop giving me choices (Woah oo) Stop giving me choices (woah oo) Stop giving me choices (Woah oo) (I surrender) Stop giving me choices (woah oo) Stop giving me choices
mic for every digit if reviewed in the source, 'cause my song is a classic and theres not one like it, i just need an engineer that could run around and mic it, or maybe
when they're gone Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the
Cause you want to belong do you go along Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong It's not like you hate him or want him to die But maybe
him Cause you want to belong do you go along? Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong It's not like you hate him or want him to die But maybe
can remember one time purchasing weed from you once yeah it was worth it one time we even discussed maybe hooking up and workin' it didn't happen, but that's not
still sucks in her stomach. On the inside she's dying, lying to herself, thinking: - 5 more pounds won't jeopardize my health. One day she might just
plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We regret to inform you
that he has Life is, is not a rehearsal Only has this the one chance to get it right Living really is only way to know Maybe one day they'll forgive
Diablo?) holdin his wallet luckily bolic was raised in street smarts taught since birth to evade police narks prayin to God fightin satan?s beast mark hopin one day
that shit that was trife How you was married, requestin dick pics from Lyfe Though it all seems Shady, maybe I was crazy I ignored my gut feelin, nah not
s strugglin Be tryin to get depression and sufferin from ME When your head's cluttered with noise you get lost Am I isolated by choice or by force? Listen
the ass It's the cheebas, the liquors The condoms, that ass Verse one: mr. cheeks Now now now Met this girl, just the other day When I was up, on rockaway
all I could see was my momma's eyes No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble Not knowin' it's hard to carry on when no one loves you Picture
9, all I could see was my mommas eyes No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble Not knowin' it's hard to carry on when no one loves you Picture