Lets play guess those lyrics.. Nobody dead knew they would die before they woke It probably started off a beautiful day with weed smoke Out of last night’s pussy the murder that she wrote Cold sweatin from a nightmare mind on a c-note You leave the door open of intensions of fulfillin your visions Constantly sidetracked thinking about who’s your man and who isn’t Maybe its necessary...maybe you’re overreacting Maybe your actual downfall is that hole that you clappin Maybe ya pullin conversations that are controllin ya actions Maybe your homie overheard and never told you what happened You look behind you when you turn the corna Cause death has promised ya you seen some niggas go before ya N’ threats are honest…n with that lingering in the back of ya head Ya know it’s possible that you wont make back in ya bed The confusion of jealously and dishonorll spin ya But there’s nothing that hurt worse then when that gun powders in ya
Posted on: Mon, 24 Mar 2014 21:12:17 +0000
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