September all over again I'll be waiting When there's nothing left to say And you begin to fade away You've got September all over again September all over again September
There's something That upsets man More than anything else, A word is not enough To define it. Hate, fear, terror, anguish, Anger and bitterness
was afraid that if you rode away you might not roll back my direction real soon well i was crazy about you then and now but the craziest thing of all over
(spoken) A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, Like you've been drinking jack and coke all morning. She can make you feel high, Full of the single
?" I did take over the game, brought back the soul I got tracks to go, got plaques that's gold Platinum to go, yeah that's the flow All I, know, I got
'm from the jungle where the snakes is all poison I am Magnificent like MORGUS You might wanna fall back like August Or late september whateva you call
? No, I don't know where she is, Frank I ain't got nothing to do with all y'alls business, that's on y'all Now wait a minute, I didn't ask you all that
fog dog, the light is your guide And when you're gone all your niggaz gon' light it with Nas Now tell me what y'all smokin', what kinda heat y'all holdin
I couldn't have been more than a day over three Tried to do and be everything that I saw on TV That won't work now like it did work back then But then
hot, hot for New York You know and I was walking east and this humungous person was coming west. And she had this big blue house dress on peppered all over
scream and you'll be there Close your eyes, close my eyes Slide the cotton off of your shoulder And feel the shine, feel the shine I'm hooked so toss me over
too fast You better move into a different lane Oh what a shame They though I weren't gonna bust, then I came Took off the condom, made it rain Left my stain all over
Goodness prevails over evil, it seems Somehow when he's gone, we feel safer Little do we know Today the paper say Timothy McVeigh's in hell So everything's okay and all
[Lil' Rob] This is dedicated to the 6-1-9 These are the vatos that been, but now it's my time To kick the beat's, move suavecito To all you fine chicana
it doesn't matter anymore There's no use in me a cryin' I've done everything now, I'm sick of tryin' I've thrown away my nights Wasted all my days over
't matter anymore There's no use in me of cryin' I've done everything and now I'm sick of tryin' I've thrown away my nights And wasted all my days over
it (Yeah) All y'all other DJ's be poppin' shit But when we come around the way I do the opposite What's the deal with all that hypocrisy? On the real