the store - Sweet Harlequin romance Book ends, lights go on - love can?t stand a chance Can it be the truth? There is no love Can it be there is no love? In love
Virgin Recording Artist Beenie Man 'longside Tanto Metro and Devonte Holla Devonte: Yes, she got me in the mood (3x) Got the singer, sing it D: Long
room and Jah will feed us." [Chorus Repeats] [Verse 3] So boom! Animal you never know from you born Places you only see when travel channel tun on Our
I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said... Nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!) Feminist women love Eminem "{*Eminem
heart has made it's decision As soon as you stepped in my peripheral vision I fell in love, sweet love And no infatuated 3D glasses to see That your
at Ghostwriters hit the deck When ya boi got a tech Where the fuck is Africa-Bamabata at We need to take it back, fuck Viacom Clear Clear Channel and
J] This man watches his TV Scanning channels endlessly Stops at station forty-four It's the Wicked Clown Show Watch me juggle, watch me dance In 3-D watch
Leviathan I'm dealing with the higher form Fuck if you care how I write a poem? Only Fox that I love was the red one Only black man that Fox loves is
heart, everything was real yo, dwelling in the past, flash back when I was young who ever thought that I would have a beby girl and 3 sons I'm going
My gimmick is my lyrics are likely to stop hearts It's not hard, to show some humanity Or get a rocket launcher and aim the thing at Channel V Ha! I'm
but help ain't nowhere to be found, So what can I do? Pursue other avenues to get revenues, Tryin' not to be the next boy on the Channel 3 ten o' clock
] Who wanna flip with the acrobatic From ground zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical The resevoir is now open I swim the English Channel
to Bobbito the Barber Gimme them medals back, since you forgot how to rap Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at Like Channel Five karate
what I think he did, did he?" And Dr. Dre said, nothing you idiots Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement! Feminist women love Eminem Chigga chigga
and just stab my heart like, ouch Six thirty in the morning, I've arrived early from tour Step into the house, I'm walking up the stairs 1 step, 2 step, 3
[Chris Brown] All these girls around the World, they love me I'm supposed to be the only one It aint my fault if all these ladies love me Thought I was
love, sweet love And no infatuated 3D glasses to see That you're the one I need And the situation don't matter to me 'Cause this is love, it gotta be
salad Hoping to balance, emotions invalidated And staged on 4:3 aspects Just ballast for sadness, lives shattered Are standard fare for cameras and channels
