Two worlds, one family Trust your heart Let fate decide A simple life, they live in peace To guide these lives we see Put your faith in what you most believe in To guide these lies we see A paradise untouched by man Within this worlds blessed with love

Just like a baby Just like a baby Sometimes I cry I can feel it when You lie to me I'll try if I can Inside a little big man Everything is new Come to find out

And I question myself again: what is it 'bout men? It's bricked up in my head, it's shoved under my bed My destructive side has grown a mile wide Understand once he was a family man So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand Emulate all the

Romero got married on the fifth of July In our Lady of Immaculate Dawn Could have got married in the revival man's tent But there ain't no reviving what's gone Slipped like a shadow from the family he made In a little white house by the woods Dropped the

There's a hero living at 2401 and all around A family circus in the sun Got his Mothers working While you're having fun Trying to change the system Many things that must be done Where did Moon go? Better call at GTO In the red room

Ain't no place I'd rather be Chil'ren, dead homies and family Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky Only place that's right for me Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky Shit, tired of gettin' shot at Tired of gettin' chased by the police and

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound (X) Won't even say your own name when I come around (X) Stay on top but remain from the underground (X) to the Z and we all in the family Yeah, ladies and gentleman Broadcasting live to you and yours It's

I am what I am A family man Mother, father, brother Walk down this road When the road gets rough I fall down In the cool of the night Don't know what's wrong But I do know what's right

Look at me, look at me Realest shit you niggas ever seen Some things you have to see for yourself Francis Ford, fuckin' with them hoes You niggas still can't afford Made so many mistakes I know that my niggas relate Just to rattle my cage, so much shit

And I question myself again: what is it 'bout men? It's bricked up in my head, it's shoved under my bed My destructive side has grown a mile wide Understand once he was a family man So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand Emulate all the