I was chilling, right around my way, 21st Eastside at a beach, This motherfucker ran up on me, Talking shit wit his homies like he was A straight... G!
And I would hide it in my hopeless soulI'm not afraid to go down the road where we go, i don't know, you can hear them callin, don't you, when the angels call like
Came from the heavens just to sing a song for you To the rhythm of my love for you, and now it's beating slow, and you know this the end of the road when i sing this slow song for you youAnd love was nothin but another gun for you