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with that dressing room Cuz my shit is lookin smaller than a decimal See I know how to rap, see it's simple but All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
Yeah Believe it or not What kept me alive Is my dreams ------------Chorus----------- I'm a dreamer But I ain't the only one got problems But we love
matters I don't really care What nobody tell me I'm gunna be here It's a matter of extreme importance My first teenage love affair Hey boy You
memory and those dreams Weren't as daft as they seem Not as daft as they seem My love when you dream them up... Flicking through a little book of sex
book. But I'm real shy. There's a part of me seeking and desperately needing to open up. That's strange 'cause I'm an open book, a confused boy. I'
Got to get back up but at your own pace Got to fill your cup and find the way Out of your own maze Yeah boy what you said now And hide the rule book
book. But I'm real shy. There's a part of me seeking and desperatly needing to open up. That's strange 'cuz I'm an open book, a confused boy. I'm an
So walk it like you talk it forget about your street smart The friends in your surrounding love you for your real heart Spending all your money, boy don
Soldier boy why feel blue Don't you believe that she will be true It's written in the book That she was meant for only you Soldier boy tell me why do
tho My friends who was my friends just like my kin Walked em in model? But please wipe your feet on the rug You can keep your shoes on, it's all love Boy
[Intro - Da Kurlzz] What! Yo, this is Da Kurlzz, bitch! We ain't just a gang, motherfucker, but a way of life! Yo check it! This is my boy, Tha Producer
pony in the river turning blue They say, "Time may give you more than your poor bones could ever take" My Rebecca says she never wants a boy To be barefoot
's the sheriff's story So what's left, the judge goes deaf When you try to tell your side And you ain't blue eyed Boy you better duck cuz the book is
back about 50 thou Before they found ya girl I brought book bags of that bankroll I'm a D boy baby they know I'm an original D boy They go bankrupt
feels like these walls are closin' in This roof is cavin' in, but it's time to raise it then Your days are numbered like pagers And my book of rhymes got them crookin' boy
to keep them focused and got a good girl Good girls want a bad boy You be the good girl and I’ll be the bad boy I loved to make you sing I loved it
like these walls are closin' in This roof is cavin' in Uh, it's time to raise it, then Your tasin' them with like pages in My book of rhymes got 'em cookin' Boy