Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, cmon
Perhaps I was addicted to tha dark side
Some where inside my childhood
I missed my heart die
And even though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be?
Through the misery that came and passed
The hard times, make a true friend afraid to ask
For currency, but you can run to me when we need me, I'll never leave
Honestly, someone to believe, and as you can see
This is our thang through and true
What could I do?
Real homies help you get through
And comin knew, he'd do the same thang if he could
Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good
And half the time we'd be actin up, call the cops
Bringin the cease to the peace that was on my block
It neva stops
When my mama asked me will I change?
I tell her yea, but its clear I'll always be tha same
Until the end of time
Chorus
Take
These broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again (until the end of time)
So I can flyyyyyyyyy, till the end of time
Till the end of time
Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin
My hard stare seems to scare all my sisters kids
So you know
I don't hang around tha house much
It's all like the money makin got me outta touch
Shit
Ain't flashed a smile in a long while
And unexpected birth worst, of the ghetto childs
My attitude got me walkin solo
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, cmon
Perhaps I was addicted to tha dark side
Some where inside my childhood
I missed my heart die
And even though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be?
Through the misery that came and passed
The hard times, make a true friend afraid tone in my low low
Watchin tha whole world move in slow mo, ha
For quiet times, disappear listen to the ocean
Smokin ports, thinkin thoughts, and its back to coastin
Who can I trust in this cold world?
My phony homie had a baby by my own girl
But i aint trippin, I'ma playa, I aint sweatin him
I sex his sista, had her mo good like a Mexican
His next a kid
No remorse it was meant to happen
Besides rappin, the only thang I did good was scrap
Until the end of time
Chorus
Take
These broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again (until the end of time)
So I can flyyyyyyyyyyyy, flyyy
Till the end of time
Till the end of time
Take
These broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again (until the end of time)
So I can flyyyyyyyy, flyyyyyyy
Till the end of time
Till the end of time
Now who's ta say if I was right or wrong?
Ta live my life as an outlaw all along, remain strong
In this planet full of playa hatas
They conversate, but Death Row, full of demonstratas
And in tha end drinkin henno ask
For currency, but you can run to me when we need me, I'll never leave
Honestly, someone to believe, and as you can see
This is our thang through and true
What could I do?
Real homies help you get through
And comin knew, he'd do the same thang if he could
Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good
And half the time we'd be actin up, call the cops
Bringin the cease to the peace that was on my block
It neva stops
When my mama asked me will I change?
I tell her yea, but its clear I'll always be tha darkside
