in my mind.took a look at the time. sweet 10:25.meet me,couple drinks,eat,no ramadan. bed spread.take the covers off. drag your ass on the comforter,
sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at
himself had turned his back on the beautiful and innocent Annica. She was his intended from birth, but he couldn't let love for this saintly child cloud
my peoples in the streets, Swizz Beats And this thing right here Ruff Ryders Will get your ass off your feet, remix, c'mon They call me, 'Drag On' when
blast out I'm quiet my gun gotta bad mouthi wake up with the mad south You know how many chinks and jews drag's done dragged out, on a cash route? '
is for my peoples in the streets (Uh huh) and this thing right here and get your ass off your feet (Come On) Drag-On They call me Drag-On, its
out I'm quiet my gun gotta bad mouth I wake up with the mad south You know how many chinks and jews Drag's done dragged out, on a cash route? 'cause
use the fire when they lightin' they spliff I want my tires on fire when I'm pushin' a whip I put my block on fire with the product I sell It's the opposite
you had to break the heart you could have counted on But the last thing you need is another episode of blonde Revolving like a jeweler's figure on a
for my people In the streets, (swizz beats),and this thing right here will Take ya ass of ya feet. Verse one: drag-on They call me drag-on It'
burst Suddenly it got to be September First Woe is me All summer long I was happy and free Save my soul The board of education took away my parole
Well I'm running down the road trying to loosen my load, got a world of trouble on my mind lookin' for a lover who won't blow my cover, she'
And in my bedroom is my domain Where I fix my brain To bring you all this hella style Of dope pain Off (?), off tracks, all heads ya dead Treasure my
it got to be September First. Woe is me, all summer long I was happy and free. Save my soul, the board of education took away my parole. I gotta go
, don't you understand? Men Working on the land that we're born to live for Loving for the land, it is where we're blessed (Working on the land) Dying on
I tell ghosts, Chilling accounts with my tongue frozen to bed posts. The catharses of carcasses whenever threats are close, Shows a heartlessness that doesn't register on
tell ghosts, Chilling accounts with my tongue frozen to bed posts. The catharses of carcasses whenever threats are close, Shows a heartlessness that doesn't register on