I walk alone I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I
dont let me walk alone." 11.2 (Dear Congregation) Quote me something to justify. Now something to condemn. Tell me how much I'm loved, And how I'm going
: feat. Kymberli Intro: Beenie Man Zagga! Well I am di surgeon general Kymberli: I want me a mean green marine, all them lovers are sex machines Hey
the gold I don't wanta be alone like Stallone So I keep my mind thinkin' 'bout the green And stop dwellin' on the in-between I got the power Power
no sense but baby I'm the shit And everything I flip you know is something serious I got the custom grill I got the Brabus rims I got the baller genetics
take-off the blast turns glass into rocks at last my supreme task was to no longer walk on green grass till I become a beam of gas and travel through
pimp juice, I'm talkin new pimp juice I think I need to cut her loose (it's time for homegirl to recognize) Yes I do, yes I doooooo-hoooo [Nelly] I'm
nerve to say its nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk
night is fall I am alone Dreams about of silicone Plastic surgery?s Made queens Satisfy me Even in dreams Baby, give me all I want Show me you ? I want
I wanna be black but with my mustache I look Mexican I learned how to spit rhymes from reading green eggs and ham I talk plenty shit so that must make me hard I
my pimp juice, I'm talkin new pimp juice I think I need to cut her loose (it's time for homegirl to recognize) Yes I do, yes I doooooo-hoooo [Nelly]
work, and then straight back home again He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper Well, I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover And I
we walk ain't paved in gold Alone is how our days spent Don't think cause I'm polite that I'm nice g Or cause I'm well dressed I ain't grimy I got food
I say? They okey-dokin' How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he jokin' I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin I'm oviedosin',
the take-off The blast turns glass into rocks At last my supreme task was to no longer walk on green grass Till I become a beam of gas And travel through
like I'm worthless But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine Content with the fact that I know this city's mine I walk down dead end streets like
your day planner I swear, even if it's only for a day, Anna For a majority, you'd be the only way, Anna It's on you, Anna, what you gonna do, Anna? I
