out of the trouble you're in. You told her you loved her, more than a friend. Your secrets out, you've flushed your hand. Now she looks at you differently, kinda
crimes that I commit against myself. Patience wanes and I embrace the patience that is fear. Bitter pill. Sit alone at home and wait for you. Seems like
How can I let you go, it seems so many hearts have. So come on let me know, how well do you know him? And how can I see you anymore? What difference
There's a place in my heart that won't kiss you goodbye that can't accept the truth that things aren't working out as planned. its so hard to admit that
chasing a lie tracing our scars moaning for help to be held and every day we feel further away from ourselves the concrete is wet, i feel too comfortable
What hurts your feelings? I can't tell anymore. Have I not held you tight enough or is it that there's no such thing, there's no such thing as us anymore
Someday boy you'll reap what you sow, you'll catch a cold and you'll be on your own and you will see that what's wrong with me, is wrong with everyone
I want you all the time, not just some of the time like your other friends. I want you all of the time, not just sometimes at a bar or maybe a shopping
watch the pastor pray God forbid You don't know how hard it is Me and my brother we didn't come up like no Cosby kids We got together like "Man we got
Been Kind Of Like A Whirlwind Phase I Mean I Had My Share Of Women Now A Nigga Gettin Girls For Days With Most Of Em Its Seemin Like They World Is Staged
capital I Look who's back to antagonize You don't like it? You can eat shit, fuck off little faggot and die You right back like a maggot on my dick
big, and drippin' I was trippin'. "Ahh, seeya!" I ran home. I couldn't stop thinking About his eyeball winking and blinking And it looked not a damn thing like the other
flop And I fuck that pile of shit, my kind of bitch My kind of bitch My kind of bitch gots one good tittie The other one's skinny and red My kind
all kinds of nasty figures. ("Here they sacrifice the captured saints, here is where the torture awaits, here is where you abandon faith: The Devil's own Sinai"). I liked
, Let you tell that man I'm falling, Well somebody must've caught him, Cause every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan 'em, Number one albums, what I got like
s kinda hot." [Dame:] "it's actually kinda hot." Like they still weren't looking at me like a rapper. And I'm sure Dame figured, 'like man. If he do a
some players don't ride no benches (Ahh!) Elegant princes come to your senses (Ahh!) I noticed that your one of a kind That's makes you kind of the one
thinkin sense the yukon never puffed a jay you ask lou shaun back when he pushed babes like it was like coupons with a house full of dames like it was