I know that mother's no father 'Cause they call him Father Time Coming through the door with a black cloak And a nasty sharp instrument That nasty sharp instrument That nasty
tired, and the reason is Camille-mille Shockadelica The girl must be a witch She's got your mind, body, and soul hitched Shockadelica You need a second
cray fish creep bridge and sky and my life flashes before my eyes trying to see what I'd never seen otherwise
Larger than life, sharper than a knife, Ever ready for the time, Slick and smooth I'm bound to improve your mood, And make you feel fine, Reach for me
, three seconds are gone Coulda been gone A long time ago So baby don't be shy Tell your girlfriend bye bye so we can roll And we can get nasty on the
know you want me girl and I want you too feel just like a dream just to be here with you I would drop any second just to think you'd be gone livin a lonely life
First verse: All this time, you've been mine, heaven-sent valentine And just like that, my life stopped on the dime I can't stop cryin', inside I'm dyin
like caesar seized rome remembering chivalric you aint alone name is nasty life full of hazzard maverick regenade life full of daggers life for me is
dance To get your pants, was a mission impossible We were both the same age but I Suppose wasn't on the same page but in The same book of life so I'
indiscriminate, with the mac again My people are stuck behind glass like a mannequin They pretend to give a fuck, just like the Vatican Second chance
Yeah, yeah Look, you could've got away but your response wasn't quick enough Can't preserve life 'cause the best wasn't thick enough Teflon, Napalm, Homicide
Happen Cuz Without That Dude , You Might Not Know This Dude So i Rep Out NCredible it's Like My Second Home And i Aint Goin Home Til im Done Wit This Song Nasty
you want me girl and I want you too, feels just like a dream just to be here with you. I would drop in a second just to think you'd be gone, Living a lonely life
We took it to the beach then she gave a little speech How she loves the way we grind when we lay between the sheets It's getting kind of shady second
mind He shot a cerebral probe at Kris's mind, but he missed it Professor X taken out by the Blastmaster's metaphysics Round two, new fight, word to life
lame Get they ass whipped Beat up and slapped around Broken legs twisted hips Two eyes shot two busted lips Teeth knocked out two busted whips Bloody body up for gives That's the life
What, what? (This goes out to the general public) Yo.. you over there Styles? - Yeah dog (Anybody sleepin on us) Second album nigga - two guns up nigga
[First Verse:] All this time, you've been mine, heaven-sent Valentine And just like that, my life stopped on the dime I can't stop cryin', inside I'm