I cried myself to sleep. We walked around for just a little while; You told me a few times that you liked what I wear. Everything you said to me, it
And I cried myself to sleep. We walked around for just a little while; You told me a few times that you liked what I wear. Everything you said to me, it
smiled at me Well I tipped her a silver dollar And she brought me a drink for free All the town folk call her the cheap one And the gamblers call her
til the shadow grows long And turn the page of a story That has long since found a home I know you better than this I could be here when you call I'll
'm like a pit in a cage Spittin my shells in a gauge Deadly as aids Niggaz gettin crossed like a maze Now picture me livin my life like a king Maybe one
a chance this time. Breakout. Ain't no one gonna break your heart. You'll never do it if you never start. You be there. Breakout now. You gotta be a story
you might call it 'Paradise.'" "I don't call it anything," Said Frankie Lee with a smile. "All right," said Judas Priest, "I'll see you after a while
, don't ya know it That bitch was tryna' find a hidin spot, he show it Know niggas that'd had no pussy Said that would never read or get to L.A. And niggas
m a do it big And can't nobody tell me no I'm a do it either way you go I'm a do it big big big big Big big big Do it big big big big Big big I'm a do
: May it never be said she's knockin' them dead But is there a fame, it's such a cryin' shame what they're sayin' It's more than a game that they're
as a muh fucker) And I hold it down, holdin' it down (Hold it down) First rapper reppin' a suburban town (Suburbs!) I flow, it shows (God damn right) Don't got a
of the Chorus: Classified] Ye-yeah, you got a one track mind Focused on important shit Yeah, one track Pick it up! Got a one track mind, I'm focused on
an owl awakes and calls a name tells a story of a world accessable only at night... "It's your reality..." Legend tells of a yesterworld a dreamscape
3] Like a tucket through the comb cant imagine another motherfucker makin her moan got a call on my cell it was her, what the hell wonderin what kind of story
Show Your Face Cuz You Know That Im A Star Girl But Your Tryna Make It Dont Ever Mistake It Girl My Time Is Limited And I Aint Tryna Waste It All
park shit We eatin at the top get a spoon and a fork lift I got raps wrapped up like a gift And id be over if it was a spliff ?I'm feelin like elvis
ever changes here. 2 a.m last call, so you better buy more beer. When our teams win it all, all we get's a rolling rally, And every goddamn function's