makes you feel better that there's somebody that's got it worse than you. But think of the last guy. For one minute, think of the last guy. Nobody's
And you left them at my house last night I told him you thought that they spent the night with me And you left a note that their toys wereunder my Christmas
you earned Became a man at 6 cause at 5 you learned Don't take nothin for granted except death Man of the house cause you the last nigga left see how
your gift No you can't find it in stores Some tailor made for you kinda It's oh, you don't wanna miss this Feels like it's Christmas Like oh Yeah, it
cause of Becky and we spoke on the phone Surprise visit to a house and can?t answer the dove Carrel was a barrel the last we had got, ?till she pulled out
JAMIE First, a story. A little Christmas Story. I call it "The Story of Schmuel, Tailor of Klimovich" Schmuel would work till half-past ten at his tailor
tell you Just what I'm thinking That it feels like you, feels like I, feels like we do And it feels like feels like I, feels like we do And everyone
heard them niggaz in the Bricks get smoked a lot I heard them niggaz out in Brooklyn get smoked a lot I heard them niggaz all Uptown get smoked a lot I heard them niggaz out
rose gold yellow bottles, pink Cashmere So ahead of the trend, that's so last year Last month, last day, last hour, last minute Your pursuit of crew is
think we've met before It was last Christmas on our parents' accord You were the young man in the costume that was hard to ignore And I was feeling hopelessly
last year?s summer romance Is this year?s winter blues I treated you so nicely To jewelry and champagne But you left me empty handed, yea You left me feeling
lady than my vessel left with, is that a threat oh i've stayed scarce this last year yes but be assured in unrest i'm unavoidable like death this christmas
's passin' me by You can breathe you can bleed but please wrap me a nine on Black Christmas, I need a Gun with bullets on black Christmas, black Christmas
gift Know you can find it in stores Some tailormade for you [Chorus] It's oooh, oooooooh You don't wanna miss this it feels like it's Christmas Like
you forgot to call Just made me feel so low So low Christmas 1998 I tried to call I just couldn't wait And your message was out of date So I left my
a friend. In the fridge, there's what's left of last Wednesday night's candlelight dinner. On her neck is the love mark he left to prove he was there
've met before It was last christmas on our parent's accord You where the young man in the costume that was hard to ignore And I was feeling hopelessly
JAMIE, celebrating his first Christmas with Catherine. JAMIE: First, a story. A little Christmas story. I call it "The Story of Schmuel, Tailor of Klimovich