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The Things I Do...
Try to help you out, even when they all puking your name out their mouth
get game in you pocket so we both make a profit, but again dowg you lost it for you It's not cost, but for me its part of my heart, n u keep stamping it as if a tree was falling apart taking advantage of the oppurtunites i give, I too lived a life of sin, the difference is, i had it twice as worse but look at me now, guess how much I'm worth, to walk the road of a criminal is a failure to rebirth I'm cursed i know it, and you just following in the foot steps of my left over steps i said i'd stay down, so stop turning around like a clown when I come around i dont want to have to dig a hole in the ground... Dowg...The Things I do For You.. Why do I always feel like they turning on me inside? Why does my mind game, making me shame my own name? My love for my dowg? Homie I got you a job, helped you out the fog, and you wonder why I can't spell trust, I knew i'd be stabbed in the back, Why do I always put these people on track? The Things I Do. Helped you through the street, when you was running from the police, everyday you would ask, i need this and i need that, i put up the cash, watched you turn around i could only dash, maybe what u really need, is a kick to your teeth, cuz all this stress i dont need, How the hell do i know what your saying about me? nobody likes a thieve, but u ot more respect than me? maybe Its because i have what you could never be, the skill of a Emcee? but i said you can rise with me, but i'm finishing the ties, before one of us dies, Like Pac said When Thugs Cry.. The Things I do For You. Why do I always feel like they turning on me inside? Why does my mind game, making me shame my own name? My love for my dowg? Homie I got you a job, helped you out the fog, and you wonder why I can't spell trust, I knew i'd be stabbed in the back, Why do I always put these people on track? The Things I Do. |
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