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Hip-hops Fallen Lyrics - Singles - L.g. Wise

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 

Oh, I forgot to be your lover, and I'm sorry, I'm so sorry 

 

First it was Pac and then Big, I know you feelin' me kid 

It had me trippin' and I'm thinkin' what kind of joke that it is 

And then when Pun died it made me think of his kids 

And it bring the tears to my eyes when I see these babies cry 

And can't forget the Eazy, and you then know that it's fo-sheezy 

Got no time for flossin' when these soldiers out here need me 

And them Gravediggas, and while chasin' major figures 

But the things we say are seeds that we planted, they gettin' with us 

 

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Now I realize that you need love to 

And I'll spend my life makin' up tp you 

 

Consumed by the things of this world 

And never respectin' our girls 

We callin' them hos when they diamonds and pearls 

And then they miss Aaliyah, so many out here wanna be her 

Don't even know when the next time and when they really gonna see her 

And we forgot about Him, unless we use Him in vain 

And all these evil speekin' lyrics disrespectin' His name 

These rappers sayin' nothin', that's why he tryin' to tell us something 

While we kickin' rhymes, I see Him steady showin' signs 

No more popin' pills, watchin' these young ones livin' ill 

You glamorize the wicked, that's the kind of stupid that's gettin' us killed 

 

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They drivin' Escalades, and Benz' and Lexus' and Jaguars 

They rollin' on 22's with DVDs in they cars 

Everyday on MTV and so they know who you are 

Plus the way you live your life is like a movie star 

They popin' Xs in the Lexus' Fine firls with diamond neckless' 

Talkin' about how good the sexs is 

And Pops gotta cry ''cause we lost our Left-Eye 

But behind the tragedy there's a reason why 

 

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