We played king of the mountain out on the end The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take We stood side by side each one

In the blackness of the night I seem to wander endlessly With a hope burning out deep inside I'm a fugitive, community has driven me out For this bad, bad world I'm beginning to doubt I'm alone and there is no one by my side I see a shadow passing by

This could be the end 'Cause I ain't got a home I ain't got a home I'll forever roam Running with the streetlights, Laughing in the grave He swears he's gonna give it up, it's never gonna be enough I just wanna be there when you're all alone, thinkin'

I'ma hustle 'til my last breath I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath I got angels all around me, yeah, yeah I got love all around me, yeah, yeah I was so hardheaded at first My grandma didn't even believe in me I kept goin' though All I

Weekends here, good God almighty, Yeah, yeah, yeah... But we just punched out and its paycheck Friday, Yeah the big boss man, he likes to crack that whip I ain't nothing but a number on his time card slip, I give him forty hours and a piece of my soul,

You must find a way We must find a way And find faith When hope and love has been lost And you fall to the ground When the darkness descends And you're told it's the end

Where the real nigga ride and the rest die Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do your time, you don't testify Never trust the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run them numbers up If that

Some friends will depart, some stay the same Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain Some will help me up, some tear me down But what goes around comes around Talking to myself Pushing everyone away Is overcoming nothing And the thought remains the

It got a little crazy last night Last thing I remember I told the bartender Mix rum and whatever you have First one drink, then two then I woke up with you So I know things can't be all that bad But it's still a little hazy Steel drums still ringing in

Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah (Secure enemy!) Yeah, look (If they do not surrender, shoot 'em on sight) Talking to my momma half the time (Shoot on sight) Talking to my daddy half the time Streets crazy, they don't salvage time (this is execution time) Look at the