Good again It could be good again Even better than Than it's ever been Better than Even better than It could ever be With another man I've been a fool
had a good idea on Monday, I thought that it would help me see But that would end in violence, and that's not for me I had a good idea on Monday I thought
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, GO! Neighbors stare from windows above. Oh, what do they see? Oh, what do they know? Laughs we make, make their heads ache. With nothing
We had a bike behind the garden shed Dust off the cobwebs And I pushed on I had to get across two major roads Yeah, that?s pretty big For a three year
With a little imagination I pretend Your shiny new pearl necklace was a gift from me Oh, the thought of all this glorious gift givin' is enough to make
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, played by a line that the Lord only knew A tongue of an angel, floats in red wine saliva Your teeth ravel porclein, made by masters in China Your face
piano, played by a line that the Lord only knew A tongue of an angel, floats in red wine saliva Your teeth ravel porclein, made by masters in China Your
that Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin But if I finish
I rushed back home to my family I got my son a brand new game No need to cook, I picked up fast food on the way And it's finger-licking good Have you
above ya neck, I love my set Niggaz think they a thug, then thug to death (uh-huh) Cause the P gonna squeeze 'til no slugs is left (what) You know I'm good
on MC's cliche, shot that ricochets start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me Look good but fuck ugly,
good name. A remix of your guts-your insides X-rayed And one day we'll get nostalgic for disaster we're a bull, your ears are just a china shop
hole in one When i get right into trouble Water to my chin I turn the wheel of fortune babe And get another spin And that's alright, alright Sounds good to me, good
all roll back into the river Brave boys in the empty coats of men There's a kitchen timer, distractions and reminders Rolly-pollies slowly crawling 'cross your family china
