"Some folks say lucky me, I leave that to the charmes
Car alarmes, gun fire heard by my moms
Had to be Elohim in the midst of the game
Made it out the fire, Wodie now we spittin them flames..."
|Hey Young World|
Generation in a curse
And they feelin' sad
Too many shorties are in da hearse..."
"Have I told you lately that I love you
Well if I didn't darlin' I'm sorry
Did I reach out and hold you in my loving arms, when you needed me
Now I realize that you need love, too, and I'll spend my life makin' up to you..."