slain, skies filled with rain and I just sit and wonder why. Its enough to make a nigga wanna cry, but I can't though... Sometimes sunshine turn to rain
right Cause we real, on a mission to get it can't stop Going platinum, everytime another tape drop [Z-Ro] It's the return of Z-Ro the Crooked, busting
I love your nervous fingers Won't you fumble all night long Let the morning air sting us To rise and stumble on And down the crooked pavements The
Sawing off the pavement repenting their past lives might i be the only payment left to be left behind clay and pigment footsteps rust it boiling clean
We've live a long, long time and all the radios are playing our song tonight We walk a crooked line 'cause there is a counter life in your jailed eyes
: Sawing off the pavement repenting their past lives might i be the only payment left to be left behind clay and pigment footsteps rust it boiling clean
: We've live a long, long time and all the radios are playing our song tonight We walk a crooked line 'cause there is a counter life in your jailed eyes
the white powder People hanging in spots They waited until the blocks got hot And got raided by the cops I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain His