How can I explain to you. What you did to me with words. Words just like the ones you used. They mean nothing at all. Buy they caterwaul, caterwaul, caterwaul.
Walk away slowly. You don't have to take this. In the spaces in between. Sadness on the basis. . I can see the chains of love. The chains. Talking 'bout the chains of love.
Rose lived on the south side of town. . Until her landlord showed up with two hundred dollar bills. A notice of eviction on the other hand. Now she don't live there no more,.
What's come to stay from the Cannonball days. but a house and some clothes on the line.. Fired away your drunken brigade. In the streets of New York as a child..
Oh baby why. Do I miss you like I do?. Homeless my sweet. And the birds all sing the blues. And why? And why?. . Call me on your way back home, dear. 'Cause I miss you.
You said. You'd always be around. Lately I see you above the clouds. You said I'm always playing games. And nothing's the same anymore. My, you are. You'll always be.
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CRY. WRITER CHURCHILL KOHLMAN. . If your sweetheart sends a letter of goodbye. It's no secret you feel better if you cry. When waking from a bad dream don't you sometimes think it's real.
(Kye Fleming - Dennis Morgan - Marie Tomlinson). . I can smell the pines, sweet Carolina's on my mind. I still feel that mountain breeze, whisperin' through the trees.
You say you're down. You can't loose that frown. Life sucks!. What else is new?. That's tough!. There's not much you can do. . You're not the only one.
Ohh, whoa. . I've got the brains. You're the body. And you're in my sights. . I've got a new set of problems. How to get you alone tonight. My head keeps revolving.
Got the telephone in my hand. Call up tonight. Planned every word I'll say. I'm gonnna do it right. Maybe I'll wait a little longer. Maybe I'm not ready yet.
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Yeah, 'bout to fly that knot. Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon with the, Cosmic Slop. And we all pack glocks. Word is Bond, word is bond, fuck around and get shot.
All my country, funky, brother, motherfuckers. . Verse One:. . To my, no good niggaz, and my, no good bitches. Sorry if I left somebody leavin out with stitches.
Yo, you could get rugged, rough, hard like Luck. Bring your best rhymes and you niggas still suck. I'm slumped in a truck, with the pumps up. Comes to crazy dough, I never get enough.
You ready?... yes sir. let's do!. Redman. Hey Yo, baby I'm back like Carter, The Don Dada. Stuff sour diesel in the God Father, go hard or go home. Streets on the phone like red takin it to the max like top shotta..
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo. Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out. ducin' the international. Worldwide, Brick City. . To each his own, I'ma have this known from the door.
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I'm rollin' in my ride, my eyes real chinky. Hit 145, bout like 12 twinkies. Today a good day, I know don't jinx it. I will keep a smith, just like J Pinkett.