at the gate And boy, you've got the key Chorusx1 Ohhh yeh It seems like yesterday You and i first loved this way But now i know How love can grow
a friend or two now Cuz the kids ready to tell you how he feel and a few vows Maybe I speak in general now But girl, imma do whatever just to keep a
miss you, You know, And i've been keeping all the letters, That I wrote to you, Each one a line or to, I'm fine baby how are you, Well I would send
, stop writin and kill it Im lightning in a skillet your a fuckin flash in a pan I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin a fan Mr mathers
Face down in the tub I drown you with powtha down as around ya Such a style that impowers such powers look how you cower Jumped out on you now like I was a
Here's the story, of a little boy. Growin' up in a suburban home, Trying to cope with everyday life, Who lives in a little house, That was built, in the
Elvis They start feeling like prison is helpless, Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch" A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution
sun on a spring morning But how do I feel In my gloomy depths? Like the flat brink of a cloud Like a dark night in autumn A black winter day No,
In the cold, in the cold winter Under the full moon like a midnight sun In the cold winter Underneath the stars Fall asleep with your hand on your
(I'm so tired) All riled up, I can taste the winter. I would shut up, if I thought that it mattered. That's what it feels like, when you're stitched
through." But I know now that I'm way down on your line But the waiting feel is fine So don't treat me like a puppet on a string 'Cause I know how
backyard Analyze the stars On how to defeat all odds In a new zone I'm on a new phone Make most of the wackest rapper niggas Wanna find a new home Like
backyard Analyze the stars On how to defeat all odds In a new zone I’m on a new phone Make most of the wackest rapper niggas Wanna find a new home Like
great distance like AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo I Fades Them All like my man Mally G Whip a nigga ass for free And makin
just like a wild flood With such a pain that's so intense it make y'all wanna cry blood My slang talk earned a scholarship, from how to style a chick
morning to come Dream is a nightmare Helplessly entwined Your body like it's on fire An alien love song tonight And what did you think I would say? And how
a room that's full of sins I'm undercover, I should run but I just can't help it I'll taste like summer, on a stormy winter night. You taste like fire
can change reality Y'know it's good times when we're together, c'mon We could take our love around the world We could dance upon a sea A little bit of
