can hear is you say Have I told you today that I love you You are my support Nothing can take you away I will make you proud and be what You thought
I can hear is you say Have I told you today that I love you You are my support Nothing can take you away I will make you proud and be what You thought
a kiss, one glass of wine Just one more dance while there's still time My one last wish: someday, you'll see How hard I tried and how much you meant to
In a holy God?s sight Amazing is the answer, see Romans states it candidly The first three chapters God?s case against humanity Whether it?s idolatry Or religious hypocrisy No one can possibly See
Even though I like the way you work it You don't deserve it cause you walk around actin like you perfect Took a while but I finally got it, and like
Even though I like the way you work it You don't deserve it Cause you walk around acting like your perfect Took a while, but I finally got it And
I'm searchin for commitment, in other arms I wanna shelter you from harm, don't be alarmed Your attitude was the cause, you got me stressin Soon as I
and my mechanical methods, I eat you niggas for breakfast, See the cannon and respect it, You can take off the chain (now), See robberies turn to murder, I do shit you
you keep on looking, baby You ain't gonna find what you're looking for Keep on looking looking looking looking Ain't gonna find what you're looking for Some kinda perfect man that you
The problem is, you dudes treat the one that you lovin with the same respect that you treat the one that you humpin Now they 'bout nothin - if ever you
street dues. Just stay cool. I know I got you when I need to pop you'll let loose. And you don't wanna see a thugsta hit with a Grey Goose. Or we could
that you know, for the money we goin for broke [Chorus: Krayzie] I don't waste my time without no dollar sign If you ain't talkin 'bout no paper would you
stand, Is there anything you wish to say on this matter before sentencing Bizzy Bone? [Bizzy:] No man (You know the muthafucka did it) [Judge:] Well the court sentences you
We were Jews who met with Christ but we were All-American But don't let anybody see these Plates except for you They are only for you to see Even if people ask you
: Written by Wanya, Tim Kelley & Bob Robinson Baby I'm so glad you're here 'Cause I have so many thing to tell you So many things to talk to you about
the sunlight of Winnetka, California, where they understand the weight of human hearts. You see sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold you with
I see you I just might melt If you don't know by now you need to know That I can't wait to have you to myself Cuz I need you and no one else There
shit I thought you understood You say these words, "why just me I thought I did so well" You're the perfect creep that god forgot See you soon in hell You
