where does the chase end? everyone is watching you. this is where your life takes a turn for the worst. it just took a turn for the worst. shed your tears
worn down to the slate. i want to taste lead on my lips. flooded with abscent actions of seductive thoughts. can you stare at me and tell me these ideas
she held my hand on a rainy day in hollywood listening to isola talk. and she let go on a rainy day in hollywood listening to isola talk. she said to
I love rockin tracks like John Coltrane love Naema [M] Like the student love the teacher [T] Like the prophet love Khadeja [M] Like I love my baby features
inbox ten times and ain?t nothing You probably busy doing something sexy I just hope I?m in your thoughts next time you log in And if not, ain?t no love
liable (Killa) The restrictions are endless [Verse 2] Yo, sell you crack for a dub (Dub), it's a package of love (its all love) The car's far, I'm at
' ch'all, this is for you Love is, love 9-8, firm shit {Black is the color of my true love's Hair, my true love's hair of my true love's hair}
, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight
' food for the masses For the Masses for the masses Mental food food for the masses For the masses for the masses for the true for the true For the Masses
Never knew what mom was crying for (Never knew what mom was crying for) The other piece that shines in his mind was a divine first love Sewn-made, beauty
'm out getting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine Reading for the chumps on the wall The Chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight
me off D.O.T. be on the hunt for me We stay hungry, for money drugs and guns Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs Know the science be
mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine Ready for the chumps on the wall The chumps are acting ill because they're full of eight ball Gunshots
time, boy! (Ice Ice Baby) Lyrics Artist(Band):Vanilla Ice (Print the Lyrics) Yo Vanilla! Kick it one time, boy! Lyrics Yo, Vanilla, kick it one time
be the soft spoken So what's ya intentions, you want to glow for the moment? Throw on ya two pennys then you boltin I rock for the few chosen, who got
Listen, check my rendition Grabbin' me, showin' mad love in the club Performed for royalty and politicians Even done shows with the greatest emcees of all time
for future rain, for future reign Add one more kill to raise your worth It's so sad, cause it's all the truth you have Trade breath for gold There
vault And spoke about the average lost permission That was seen by a king in a prophetic vision Like a plane crash from a bomb blast Special broadcast slot time
