those tears scream away those years. i was never good enough to take your breath away i was never good enough for you. guide your hand and take my life away
loved or just for nothing at all? time goes by takes me on a ride life goes by makes me hide inside corrupt my eyes so I can?t see the lie take away my
G. I went the race of races Solga box I lace it Yo' spots in the world i takes it Bulldog barrel I shakes it Cashmoney boy paper chaser Evil look in my
You gave away To a label for a short term thrill Got gypped on your own skill Just to sign a deal Sort of ill Your bonus looking more like a bill Yet
pay (Make this pay) [Verse 3: 2Pac] I sit alone in my room, drinkin' Without a care Talkin out loud to ya' Like ya' there Take ya' picture out my back
gun f**k doin' time [2Pac] I live life High Speed Slightly disillusioned by weed I breed thug muthaf**kas even worse than me When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me My
more back than takin' On my knees still waitin' for my own salvation Now I feel abandoned cause Pat Bucanan say I'm greedy You can take my taxes, send
go There might be more than you be live (There might be more than you be live) There might be more than you can see But it's not my time I'm not going
made you feel good We have a love thing, you treatin' this like its just a fling What we have is more sacred than a vow or a ring You broke my heart,
We have a love thing, you treatin' this like it's just a fling What we have is more sacred than a vow or a ring You broke my heart you dirty bitch I won
you'll never be lonely again [Chorus] Love, don't take it away Don't throw it away on somebody I know there's no one else who needs you more than me
feat. Kanye West) Boy I said it once before But baby I?m just making sure I know that there is nothing more than you So they can take it all away
east side, will you be there to carry home, the remains of my wasted youth, this wasted time on you has left me shaking in waiting, for something more. Make all of my
: Lipstick has a way of leaving more than just a mark on my sheets, coloring my senses cherry red; at least for this week... Kisses under starry night
a time. More than a woman, more than a woman to me. More than a woman, more than a woman to me. Aah. More than a woman (ooh), more than a woman to me
buckets of waste, wrapping myself in the filth-ridden sheets. Raping the souls of the comatose to fulfill my needs. Photographing bedsores, cultured by my sick neglect. It's more than
re always on my mind I can't stay away I'd forgotten about you Then you turned up again I always knew We were meant to be more than friends When you