make a move throw it up make a punkbitch blow it up show the ones you fucked and see the lives of another as a different sets of eyes seem to be paralyzed mesmerized fatelize the 187 and the bet you made on that escalade boys got hot boys got shot men die young men die slow never giving up never let the pain show your happy glows it all surely shows that there's more than corn in Indiana when cracking it up from here to the heart of Atlanta but listen up my nigga kept ya heart up and yo determanation held high and some left to be a self guide set passion up in flames and watch destoryed lives burn like the banner old thyme flames your not the same baby baby maybe maybe I will change with the tides of precious memorys i will always confide in the truth in the light in the eyes of an angel that was left wounded in the night. sing my baby sing like a diva left cold and outta sight blinded by pain and fear stole your soul darkness follows the ones who don't follow anyone and ur my night and I'm yo day your my bro I must say lil homie show me your love and rise above the all the things that ravage the heart and blackened yo soul