looking for. The hardest words I've never said before. And now I think about those times that I've never spent with you, looking back on all the things I never said
house still smell of ya All i wanna say is: Papa if you can hear me...!! I regret every bad thing that i said [that i said] Please forgive me if you hear me... Never
Thought you said, thought you said that you loved me Thought you said thought you said that you need me Thought you said thought you said you complete
, never think about you Don't they know nothing's possible without you Faith without fear that's how they raised me Words of man kill but never phase me Grateful for wisdom that
me And it's all so bittersweet Like a weight falling from my shoulders I'm not going to go that way again (never going back) When everybody said that
remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You-ou-ou-ou-ou oughta know Hey! Despite all
YouknowI'msayin' [It's popin' man] It's cool yo fuck that [It's popin' out here] They can go on and on for that [I'm tellin' you it's popin' man
first it's me, and then it's you I say first it's me, and then it's you (J-Bo) Now over the years as a Youngblood, I done walked out and fought There's
like that shit (You'll like that shit) [P.Diddy:] You ain't never met a nigger off in the club Now with the swag jumping off like this [Timati:] I ain't never
like that shit (You'll like that shit) [P.Diddy:] You ain't never met a nigger off in the club Now with the swag chopping off like this [Timati:] I ain't never
left, they said was riding to a death but where the f-ck are they now now that I need them I dont see none of them all I see is Slim f-ck all you fair
Massengill Shady's got the mass appeal baby crank the sh-t Cause it's your God-damn jam You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact Well shawty I'm that
my neck [Chorus] [Eminem] Brain damage.. It's brain damage.. I got brain damage.. It's brain damage.. It's probably brain damage.. It's brain damage
can i describe… the way i feel?! fuckin great man!…..ok! let me see…how could i begin? ****** end of scottish accent ***** locked in mariah’s wine cellar all
eve Massengill shady’s got the mass appeal baby crank the shit cause it’s your God-damn jam you say that you want your punchlines a little more compact well shawty I’m that
invite that Obie's cold But bitches the gon' talk, niggas they gon' hate We established this way before we became mates So whats required is that you chill with all that
all in a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops Kuniva: Let's see how many of your men loyal,
of diversity Chorus yo left, yo left, yo left right left yo left, yo left, yo left right left yo left, yo left, yo left right left yo left, yo left, yo left right left
