Friday, September 17, 2010

Roll The Dice

"Every type of man gets stuck in situations

now that I'm left here alone I'm waiting

I'm patient to see what will make of his pleads

dont make this another game I played em, was cheap

I understand when it comes to the streets

not too often I speak, so if I do, listen to me

Never steer you wrong plenty visions I see

won't hate on ya hustle I ain't new to a struggle

you came to me puzzled, and I put you together

wanna stay with you if it get worse or better

When we first met you said if I had to choose

would it be boots and jeans or slacks and shoes

All my life I stuck to only things I knew

and I have no regrets cause it led me to you."

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