We were wondering what went wrong Was it time when I got turned off By those things you know By those things you know Got tired of hanging on And trying
I didn't know what was so hard I'll never see On your way out, over the phone I was all fine, leave it alone But if you cry, I'm in the wrong Used to
Put out my hand put out your waterin' eyes When I have seen better ways to waste my time Put out my hand put out your waterin' eyes Oh why I have
Lately we've been known, to wait until we're thrown anything. Still it seems, we know what we know, it's not a thing. If we don't stand out, straighten
If you felt alone And if the weight wears thin And we still know enough To let this thing begin again After all this time After all we thought we knew
cover That?s how I see you under the table One is a number hundreds of people Fighting a feeling under the table Build it around then over each other
Yes, I bet you are Sitting in your car Beaten all around Beaten on the ground Yes, I bet you are Dying to go far Beaten on the wall Weakened after all
Thought I'd feel something else When love keeps me climbing up the wall A little heat and I lose some more sleep A little sleep and a little more heat In other
Wasn't having it all that day Having thought I was there is fine Don't know what can be hard to say That's a sign of a better time You know now The
Do we really fall so far? You were there when my time cam I had had it, I broke down You were throwing your clothes all over And in the back of my mind
Got you on the wrong side of me Went and had my mind made up so suddenly And it's being hungry when you can't take the fall away Got you on the phone
Woke up in a rage ... Woke up in a rage And I found my friend Walking in the tired, cold rain Walking in the rain And all I want and all I know I find
I kick puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin' 'em with sluggers off the nine milli luger click Bitches bust we just, keep kickin' up dust And you can
out the red carpet 'cause I'm kickin' this Vanilla Ice platinum? That shit's ridiculous Excuse my French, but profanity is all I knew And to you other
[Intro/Break - Royce Da 5'9"] This is a little something to ride to Kick back and just catch a vibe to I pop me a pill, I drink me another drink, if I
it for my single Kickin rhymes til I wrinkle, and my brown eyes twinkle God called hip-hop for the nine-cinco Verse Two: Tasty like a souflee french
they thinkin of me Cause the rhythm I kick, puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic Fillin em with, sluggers off the nine milli luger click Bitches bust, we just, keep kickin
corner Slept with the AK for my homie Scoob Any body came through that door was a goner 64th i ate bologna and kicked it with Mac and Sonya In French