right before me I can't hide in the past, I need to break away from me Life burns black, no sanctuary I did my time so let me out Running out of ways
lay down, Draw heat and protect your self Rule' holla at yo' peoples nigga.. (Verse 1 Ja Rule) For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da
eat with me but my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 Feet Underground) (Chorus: 2x) The Lord is calling me My demons haunt me this really tortures me
to hurtin people like me People like me (4x) Is it fair to say that I am stressing out I'm stationed in Iraq and they won't let me out My homeys said
(Intro) She shot me, she shot me, Bang, bang… she shot me. (x3) She shot me, she shot me, Bang, bang. (Get out the way, yo) (Verse 1) Ahh… there she
Haters They Don't Understand Me They Can't Touch The Pain I Felt I Wish I Could Show Them All Of My Secrets And They Might See Through Me But If I Tell
come and take this pain away? Last night, couldn't even get an answer Oh, baby, what you wanna do me? I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me
up, ya knees lock up Ya stomach catch butterflies And ya heart pumps Suppose to be scared, suppose to be 'wared When you see me get the fuck out my
Let's stay clubbed out the moon makes it whistle Pants gripped your ass now I hope they don't fall apart Look around you tell me who else is shining
"Awwwwwwww Looky here, looky here, looky here! You out the frame with it. You off the chain with it. You out the frame with it. Woman, woman..."
me And you gonna sweat your outfit out, trying to dance like me (Now let me see), Ah ah ah, now freeze, like me, oooh Shawt-a-y [Verse 2: T-Pain] Girl
all by yourself [verse 1] Baby girl Whats your name Let me talk to you Let me buy you a drink Im t-pain, you know me Konvict music, nappy boy
the pain and heartache seem to follow me wherever I go Though I try and try to hide my feelings They always seem to show Then you try to say you're leaving me
no) And come back to me Let’s try, Let’s try, Let’s try, Let’s try it again Baby Come back to me (Come Back) In my heart I still believe We were meant
out your door with your 44. Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I can't wait no mo' Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', front me some dope See money thirty
out your door with your 44. Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I can't wait no mo' Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', front me some dope See money
yard talkin shit Know'in damn well I was on some G shit Let the whole clip ride and didn't think Let the whole clip ride and didn't blink You told me
