She’s scared,
Her hearts telling her one thing...
You love to hear the story, again and again
about these young brothers from the city of wind...
Searchin for a love, throughout the ghetto
Young girls is thick, righteousness is narrow...
I sit here
waiting for someone to call...
If I would have you now
I duno whut I would do...
your my world,
your my soul...
Bricks and stones,
May break my bones...
A realationship is a great thing
u know when u start one that someone will end up...
I sat at home and wondered why,
Why people live on the streets...
When your not the one invited to the party,
Or invited to go eat...
THESE STREETS REMIND ME OF QUICK SAND WHEN YOUR ON...
ON THE CORNER WITH THE TU LI ON THE WAIST TIGHT...
Thoughts haunt my dreams.
Leaving me with silent screams...