Songtexte:
Eve 6 Here S To The Night

Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well Here's to the nights we felt alive Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry Here's to goodbye Tomorrow's

Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well Here's to the nights we felt alive Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry Here's to goodbye Tomorrow's

gifts to my homeboy next door to me A gift here, none there, but who cares My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair Bbut here we go

, hot pair of Nikes And three red dice, like, give me the bank or gimmie yo face Gimmie a shank It's Holiday(Uh) The hooptie's in the front but the

gifts to my homeboy next door to me A gift here, none there, but who cares My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair Bbut here we go

is quite common in uh, today's society Phyllis: It's like Adam and Eve and the apple . . . Finally, here's my monster . . . after all this time . . .

to the Izzay" "I only want to build with skill" [sampled from O.C. ? Time's Up:] "That's what I consider real... " There's more to Va than sick rhymes

to my homeboy next door to me A gift here, none there, but who cares My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair Bbut here we go again

My gifts to my homeboy next door to me A gift here, none there, but who cares My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair Bbut here we