night has fallen But love is not a ghost it's alive, alive-oh Love is not a ghost it's alive, alive oh-oh Love is a ghost, words on your lips But
not wrong pray that our love sees the dawn traded a ghost for my pain traded an echo for the sound of my name and if our love was jus a burning flame
how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with
I just wanna get a little Give a little Take a little Make a little love all over my crib Girl if you can take a lot of Make a lot of sounds I'm gonna
what, yo? You a bitch! You should have a travel agent cause you a trip You should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit But all you got is some
Ode to a grasshopper... I think I'll open a little shop, A little place where they sell things And I think I'll call it "Grasshopper"... I have a big
, checked the shower Nope, all that is there is towels and soap Stomach is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat Found a phonebook with mad names,
out there I'm not a sex symbol, gangsta or activist I just bubble like acid in a glass of Cris' My pen's is Illmatic, plush robes drag across the floor
ticker, lost in the grit, tryna find a better way to solve it than jumping off of a bridge Feeling tied down and tortured in all of the ways there is Is not
on I'm staring at the clock, a tick and a tock I got a couple food stamps folded in my sock I must be a ghost, everybody walks through me If I died in
don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere See, my head is spinning cuz I'm lonely and I'm twisted But I have a secret everybody missed it Just a nobody
me or not but he's like he wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer [Hiphop:] "I'll sign you as a producer and a rapper", I'm like oh shit I was messin
realize that sounds is golden Mourn shorties from cat shack who wrote to me Living through them back then was giving hope to me I control many, being a flossiest, most notorious Queensbridge extortionist Love
t handle this heat I love new twat, scrap ho's on a few blocks When my hate grows I let the tools pop A lot of these rap niggaz be fast to plea Raw cook
a evil me You must be mistaken if you think the best I will not be Likin' this an' R-A-Pin', stayin' up to P-A-R Needle in a haystack bring my hay back
down Darkness all around not a single sound I must pull myself together rise this time forever In the distance there's a light a light that shine so bright
in the sound Let me in the sound Let me in the sound sound Let me in the sound sound Let me in the sound Let me in the sound Let me in the sound now
received And how we broke those, dismantled and rewrote those And the ghost still alive in the photos Sounds of the summer, day and go wise Cold wind blowin' through a