Go, there's no place for you in my heart I don't need you Leave just a picture of you on my wall It's not a memory You say that I I can't do without
to me Oh beautiful So beautiful That's what you are You give me reason I'll never dare to show just how I feel for you You bruise my ways No other love
It's allright with me As long as you Are by my side Talk, or just say nothing I don't mind Your looks never lie I was always on the run Finding out
to you, gentlemen," we did reply, Intending no harm but meant to pass by, For it bein' on Christmas mornin' "But," says he, "My fine fellows, if you will enlist, Ten
Take out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus I know a few niggas sniff coke and caught seizures Peace to ten thousand seaters And all y'all pretty ass Libras
in, and get ten dollars back The fat LP with Cappachino on the wax Pass it in your think, put valve up to twelve Put all the other LP's back on the shelf
crew been so diverse Tryin to outdo the last verse that I birthed, that is my curse Your knight in rhyming armor sentimentally slay all grand dragons Grab the sharpest
all from two to fo'-seaters It ain't gotta be Halloween, I'm +trickin+ just to +treat+ her Jealousy in the urr - other girls wanna be her She young right
hills Style steady truckin' like eighteen wheels Do got em' cluckin' like eighteen pills The hex flies off then all the blood spills [Snoop Dogg] The Legend of Jimmy Bones Sharp
the Modena I'll give it all from two to fo'-seaters It ain't gotta be Halloween, I'm trickin' just to treat her Jealousy in the urr, other girls wanna
'm feeling alright Yes, there is a secret that both of us know That secret belong in the night There may be sharp girls and short girls Whose sweeter than you Ten
wild Kill, chill, make love, have child Freestyle, B-boy, hit the block Build, destroy, get it hot Yo, I make the place go apeshit (C'mon) Ain't no other
Enterprise! [Ghostface Killah] Take out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus I know a few niggas sniff coke and caught seizures Peace to ten thousand seaters
bill Cash it in, and get ten dollars back The fat LP with Cappachino on the wax Pass it in your think, put valve up to twelve Put all the other LP's
to Throw your raps in the sleep hold, quick to snuggle you Dart heat your breastplate, meet ya death date Rook down a E4 look, it's checkmate No other
is city island I lick shots for COS that hit niggas off for weed And don't care if you bleed just mind they business And go the other way for the right
man, I'll tell you the dilly Yeah I went to jail 'cause I slapped a bitch silly Frank Villy, California's most hated The last ten years I think I been underrated Other
they can't shine like me I got the fifteens, ten inch reclined on screens And I'm a fine dime piece, I be sharp as a crease Quick to get it poppin', like