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Z-Ro Lyrics

Album: Unknown

I Go Through So Much Lyrics

[Hook]

 I go through so much, so I try to stay fucked up

 Because, when I'm sober I can't maintain

 Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress

 So I, spend most of my days chilling with Mary Jane

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Lately I've been going through more bullshit, than a bull fighter

 So when I sing my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir

 My every thought is pain, strain is stressing me to death

 Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for death

 I think I'm ready, because this world ain't no friend of mine

 Only thing I qualify fo', is murder and Penitentiary time

 Y'all should of shot me in the jimmy, instead

 But I guess they was feeling eachother, and get head in the bed

 Here I am, first born torn between heaven and hell

 I tell my people say no to dope, but I let it sell

 Need to practice my preaching, calling the kettle black

 I know I'm a Pac before or not, I gotta peddle crack

 Ain't nobody got my back except the laws, when they on it

 So I be going for broke, demolishing my opponents

 Leaving no traces, just blood on faces believe that

 HK I'ma squeeze that, you won't even wan' be back

 

 [Hook]

 

 [Z-Ro]

 I can't focus I'm losing my mind, real fast

 Dreaming and fiending for the day, I can make some real cash

 Dropping album after album, platinum song after song

 But it's like I ain't did nothing, cause the lights ain't on

 How can I win, it's like everything I do is a motherfucking sin

 It got a nigga fiending, to see my end

 All of my friends are fake, they come around when I'm spending cash

 But when I'm broke they out the do', with wheels spinning fast

 Lonely, daily dodging the devil but he on me

 Telling my people fuck him, cause he be working through my homies

 Burning bridges, and I don't give a fuck

 Remember y'all laughing at me, when I couldn't get a buck

 It's all gravy baby, I got bigger hurdles I'm trying to jump over my residence

 And my fear, gon be something I dump over

 And it might not be much, but it's all I got

 So when I paint it, promethazyne is all I pop

 

 [Hook]

 

 [Z-Ro]

 I trust nobody even best friends, be digging your grave

 Niggaz go on lock, when they come out wifey giving them AIDS

 I don't give a fuck what anybody think, about me

 When I was breaking my back for em, they didn't think about me

 Got hot at a nigga, but they know that I'm raw

 Too nervous to face a madman, so they go and shoot up my car

 I got too many niggaz, trying to take me off of my game

 And every woman I be feeling, be fucking with my brain

 Now that I'm gone, I love you mean I'm leaving you soon

 Plus I don't feel the way I did, at first I need me some room

 Too familiar with heart ache and pain, it don't hurt no mo'

 Just homesick, I don't wanna be on this earth no mo'

 Flirt with my chrome 4-4, cause she believe what I say

 She ain't gon ask me no questions, she just gon leave em to lay

 And leaving no traces, just blood on faces she down with it

 Stay rolling around with me, when I'm down she down with me

 

 [Hook - 2x]
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