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Here’s another one of them type of jams


That you have to read between the lines


More on the softer tip, you feel me


Home street home, A.L.G.


Till death do us part


Know what I’m sayin’


Check it out




[A.L.G.]


They say I’m a dreamer


But shit my heart’s so damn cold


And like no matter what happens


In the end we grow old


I was told that many times before


I got my shit together


That life’s just a dream


Or that it doesn’t last forever


I know better then to ever think some shit like that again


Right now my only friend be a nickle plated sin


That a man must depend on


When ever he needed


I mean come on


You really think that it be safe where you livin’


On the streets, midnight creep


Rollin’ deep, rest in peace


I wrote this song for all the fuel


When you be thinkin’ your weak


I’d rather die on my feet


Than to live on my knees


Accept my meaning of the people just like me


Who some how see


The truth behind the lies that keeps us goin’ on without


A doubt within our minds


That makes us take a different route


Believe in what you want


Cuz really who that fuck am I


I’m just like any other man


The only difference is what’s insïde