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4 Taste

rate I seem to gravitate to the bottle of night quil then i salivate Start off with the night quil like i think I'll just have a taste Couple sips of

Hold on tight Wrap your arms around me til your knuckles are burning white All your tears Couldn't match the bitter taste of all these wasted years You

Once bitten, twice shy? Then how come we all die? [CHORUS] Await the better days, don`t pull your weight I`ll laugh when you admit defeat I feel the taste

baby we don't have to fuck. And bring your friend along, maybe we can have some fun. Lets get freaky now, lets get fucking freaky now. (x4) I got these

Neverlettheysaid I like a tracks Leaders of the new school want the first path Flow with this groovy track Welcome to sound of the zeekers Just not get trap taste

start! Gettin' it [After every line in verse] [Verse 2: Chingy](girl) Breakin' niggaz wit the flow Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+ Floatin' through the 3 by 4

ya I'm the type that get excited when the gun touch ya Motherfuckers [DMX] I'm headed nowhere fast run in the place gun in my waste Niggaz wanted to taste

them two feelings Come flyin' up out of our mouths, then rewind it Payback, motherfucker, for the way you got at me, How's it taste? I'ma slap the taste

won't fail The sanctuary tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you I hear you weep so far from here I taste