Sometimes

Verse 1: Noreaga<br><br>Yo I grew up like the regular thug, I think I told you that<br>My only means of gettin money was to sell the crack<br>I shot a nigga did a bid nigga all of that<br>So now I kick back and get paid for raw rap<br>Nigga `Pone ain`t home, not yet (not yet?)<br>Yo it don`t matter cuz we`s all on the same set<br>Me and ??? kick it on the here and there<br>The really head to tough but the love is there<br>My pops died on July 3rd, `98<br>So now a nigga need mad herb<br>Cuz my pops is here yo he loved his son<br>Matter of fact my pops the one that showed me a gun<br>And said "Popi, you gotta protect ya moms<br>Even if that means that you gotta strap up arms"<br>He used to make me hit the punching bag<br>My dad, he was a boxer god<br>And he really was glad yo the boxing the golden glove<br>He just a thug and I love him yo<br>So I`ma spread that love...<br><br>Chorus (repeat 2x)<br><br>Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes<br>Sometimes I want Channel 8, sometimes<br>Sometimes I get drunk all god damn day<br>Sometimes I wanna go back around the way<br>Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes<br>Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke<br><br>Verse 2: Musolini<br><br>I cock and pop 3 in the air for my niggas not here<br>Locked it wit me, your legacy live on with me continuously<br>Tremendously I blow weed deep in my memory<br>You still breathe, your face show through your seeds<br>And who know it that you go so quick<br>We all felt hopeless, through blunt smoke<br>My pen spittin and I show this<br>I swore an oath you would notice<br>I go to lengths with my rap strengths<br>When I think about my past friends K-Rock and D-zo<br>Primo from the same block as me since we was shorties<br>The pain and project glory<br>I get touched it all absorb me like a weed head rush<br>Keepin the thorough for my passed he-ro, I must<br>All my peoples street and physical<br>I still see you featured in my heart sometimes it might wrinkle<br>Much drinkin when I`m thinkin, its like I feel a hush over the skies<br>Touched by dead guys speakin...<br><br>Chorus (repeat 2x)<br><br>Verse 3: Noreaga<br><br>Yo from Biggie Smalls to Killa B too<br>??? and 2Pac, yo my twin and my pops<br>Hit-Hard Todd and Smiley, T-Bone too<br>And plus, my nigga Raheem, from ???<br>You know I poured out beer for Fernando too<br>And I still smoke my bogeys in the rest of the crew<br>Yo ain`t nothin changed still play ball the same<br>I like to cheat a little bit just to run in my game<br>But y`all niggas ain`t here, can`t believe this shit<br>Thought you`d always be here, though we`d always be clique!<br>But y`all niggas not here no more, it ain`t fair no more<br>Sometimes I get stressed and kick the door<br>But I maintain still holdin` in the pain<br>Why my pops had to go, why his kids the same<br>Mothafuckin mambo, yo I love my dad<br>I know he probably didn`t realize what he had<br><br>Chorus (repeat 4x)