m blamed. Do what you want (redefine myself without you). Do what you want (redefine myself without you). Do what you want (redefine myself without you). Do what you want
way you planned it." "It's funny you would say that, do you think that...?" "Do you ever hear things that aren't really there?" "I'm sorry, what?" "Never mind. How long have you
the songs when you have a relationship and you woman is just being real distant and you ask her this how come your so far away? come back to me, do you
st floor eating shrimp at Belonte's Every time you see me I'm connected to a dime piece I check your styles, although you rhyme quicker No matter what you do
Ya not too bright, goodnight, long kiss, Bye-bye, my reply, blah-blah Blast burner then pass burner, to TyTy Finish my breakfast, why? I got an appettite for destruction and you
Women don't seem to like me long Yeah Yeah Yeah Women seem to want me To stay with them all night We have so much in common Our futures really do seem bright
in Harlem The nights were hot and bright You could treat your honey right Cuz Sylvia's would burn all night The people there were really something (You
I want more I wanna be where the people are I wanna see, wanna see them dancin' Walkin' around on those - what do you call 'em? Feet! Flippin' your fins, you
to you, babe For what he did I'll show you that I'm not gonna do those things that he did to you I'm gonna love you I'm gonna hold you I'm gonna give
[Hook] Out of sight, out of mind Out of time to decide Do we run? Should I hide? For the rest of my life [Verse 1] Dear Anne, my number one fan I write
out but boy you better come to Don't die you know the truth as some do Go write your message on the pavement Burn so bright I wonder what the wave meant
say Hell burns bright when this night dies Hell burns bright Kiss me, kill me Your kiss is torture But killing me would be too easy Kiss me (You're
want more I wanna be where the people are I wanna see, wanna see them dancin' Walking around on those What do you call 'em? Oh, feet Flippin' your fins, you
's me Most of y'all chicks gotta impress me You say you got skills, put 'em up let's see Show and prove, I hate to really see What y'all goin' through
body on the flo' is so grown What cha gon' do, when you call to ya label And ya gotta shed a tear, cause you hear ya career's Been post-poned, back
New York slang Even though we don't talk like that out here The point I'm tryina make comes out so clear You want paper or plastic, Visa or cash? You wanna burn
you say Jay-Z you're too much for me (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize gril, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you
