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1. |
| 1:07 | ||||
2. |
| 4:40 | ||||
3. |
| 4:20 | ||||
4. |
| 4:44 | ||||
Here I am
On my own It gets hard sometimes When I'm travelling this empty world all alone And I get tired And oh, I get oh so weak And I need for someone to come rescue me To help me along To catch when I miss To show me where I ought to be So I can be strong And face all of this That my life tries to discourage me with With a little luck will I find you And if I do Is it you who'll make my dreams come true Just a little bit of happiness Is all that I wish And I hope that you can grant me this When I look At my life Oh, and where I've been And I wonder if this story has a happy ending Like they always do But if my wish comes true I just hope and pray I always can depend on you To help me along To catch when I miss To show me where I ought to be So I can be strong And face all of this That my life tries to discourage me with With a little luck will I find you And if I do Is it you who'll make my dreams come true Just a little bit of happiness Is all that I wish And I hope that you can grant me this With a little luck will I find you And if I do Is it you who'll make my dreams come true Just a little bit of happiness Is all that I wish And I hope that you can grant me this With a little luck will I find you And if I do Is it you who'll make my dreams come true Just a little bit of happiness Is all that I wish And I hope that you can grant me this |
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5. |
| 4:07 | ||||
(feat. Squig)
[Shyheim] Yo, what the deal? Criminals, what up? We're not born we're created From the streets And this goes out to all my thugs, criminals, ballers, hustlers Big up to self, Big up to self Get y'all weight up No diggity, No doubt G.P. Wu, Yo drop my shit right now I gotta get my weight up Fuck eight balls I'm flippin kilos Did dirt so now I lay low from street foes Broke niggas and bitches wanna take what I got Tell the jakes about my spots They mad cuz I make a lot From Monday through Sunday I see about a million Run with thugs that's down for killin, civilians I'm thug related, pack nuff heat, they call me fire Niggas fear my verbal technique cuz I'm Kaiser So say I represent the ghetto worldwide Bust techs, puff lye From A to Z's Doe or Die Fuck around and get lifted off this Earth Take my word for what it's worth I put that on the turf [Chorus x2: Shyheim (Squig)] I'm all out on my own, I'm goin out son I'm all out on my own, I'm goin out (dun) I'm all out on my own, I'm goin out (Like Patty LaBelle said I'm out on my own) [Shyheim] I'm all out on my own like Al Capone Cuz niggas want my dome, so I pack a 4 lb. chrome Stash it near my nuts in the front But keep it in arm distance cuz I'm gonna have to bust The first victim that comes too close to me and shit My clips packed up thick legit and victed To go to war at any given time I gotta protect me and mine Before the damn flat line I'm still young but I'm growin up mad fast Treated like trash and dumped out on my ass No one understands me but me Nobody cares about how I feel but me So what I gotta do is do for me I wonder how that be goin all out for me I got mad problems but I try to deal wit em I wish that I could fight em And shoot the fear one wit em But the devil keeps on hawkin me My soul he wantin G But that shit I can't see [Chorus x2] [Shyheim] I had many dreams of being a star in the NBA But they got thrown away when I saw them slingin yay I put the ball down, picked the ounce up, then I read up Now I'm 200 G's up and on my uptown To meet up with these big druglords from Cuba I don't trust em like a chickenhead so I'm bring the luger And my 19-9-6 shot beamer Flying on the West Side highway, that's when I seen her Van full of jiggy Oh now they wanna get me At full pushin 80 max while I'm hittin the buck 50 Niggas know Dig me blazin the la-la The weed keep me zoned word to Taiwana K-basa baby, you know who loves you girl Young wild thugs we rule the world [Chorus x2] [Shyheim (Squig)] Yea, Uh, I'd like to give a mad big up (No doubt, represent) Respect to the 2 Cent click B-I, my man Ty motha fuckin D (What up Ski?) One time, Squig, word up, Vin-cent Redman, Rubba-Rubba-Rubbabandz Hah hah, and it, and it don't stop |
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6. |
| 5:07 | ||||
7. |
| 3:46 | ||||
8. |
| 4:20 | ||||
9. |
| 1:53 | ||||
10. |
| 4:27 | ||||
11. |
| 4:02 | ||||
12. |
| 5:52 | ||||
13. |
| 4:30 | ||||
14. |
| 4:42 | ||||
15. |
| 4:00 | ||||
Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys ( ) You've got something So incredible in my eyes My heart starts pumpin Whenever you're around My whole world's upside down Baby But I try to get closer And you always push me away You tell me it's much too soon But I just can't help it I always gotta make a play : Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys (Hey) Ooh ( ) Baby Boys will be boys All my senses Go right into overdrive Ooh my defenses Are never gonna hold Always gotta lose control An I hear you sayin That you think we should wait And I can't hold on anymore My body's callin for you So please don't hesitate Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys You outta know by now baby Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys ( ) I gotta do what I gotta do baby Naaa, na na na now ( ) (Go!) And I hear you sayin That you think we should wait And I can't hold on anymore My body's callin for you So please don't hesitate Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys (boys will be boys) Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys (you outta know by now baby) Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys (you know I gotta do what I gotta do baby) Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys (boys, boys will be boys) Ooh ( ) Boys will be boys |
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16. |
| 4:33 | ||||
17. |
| 2:53 | ||||