, but neither will I do. This pain can never be erased, only buried. So take your disease, rot away. Because what once was a soul? You're just another number
Esse lugar, ja nao me faz lembrar Dos momentos que esperei, dos segundos que perdi Se o ar, que eu quero respirar, nao vai me fazer bem Prefiro ficar
Mama say, mama got you in a zig zag And you're running And you're running just to escape it But they're gunning for the money so they fake it Everywhere
sleep? There's a rumor goin' 'round, 'bout the suits runnin' town If you look into the sky, them birds fly high, high, high Numbers, you got my number
these ho's love my accent She came up to me and said this the number two gal If you want to make it number one, you're number two now This the Goose
, feel like we're an impossibility Tried to keep the heart in the head But I was so down on the closing night Couldn't even fake a smile Wanted to fire
pot And heal the people Any rebuttal To what I utter Get box-cuttered Count how many bad honeys I slutted It's a high number Name a nigga under The same
playing, gotta stay focused All the cheerleaders just waved I thought I told you girls I gotta concentrate Hold up, wait, ref blows the whistle There's a girl in the front row that I gotta get to Hey, here's my number
, no explanation just because When it come to me I recommend you blend in Them niggers front my shoe this is spend them Balls like the ceiling fake, yeah
't wait to face you, break you down so low There's no place left to go I can't wait to hate you No need to call my phone 'cause I changed my number today
I can get buck wild Like fiesta, fiesta still moving the crowd Out of all the girls I've loved before Got plenty of honeys Puff puff give now let me hit it once more Fake
You niggas know it's the Gang or kill yourself right? Yeah Yup [Verse 1] Red hat, black Chucks, black 501's on That's your baby momma but her number'
be a fake punk is a mystery Just gwaan mon do what you do Nuh bodda hype afta mi nuh bodda look pon mi crew CHO!!! All these fake niggaz is runnin around
Kelly] Hello WHEN YOU HEAR THE... [R. Kelly] (Hello, hello) yo wassup, this is Kells (Hello, hello) Im not in right now (Hello, hello) Leave your name and number
New millennium, pump this in your jeeps This is for all y'all out there That ever dealt with somebody Pump this in your jeeps Who's lying, faking Cheating
floor, let's get to camcordin' Damn shorty, I told you this was bound to happen Soon as you wrote your number on a napkin I was bound to work a number
head cause I'm only alive 'til I'm dead and (That could be today) Keep a gun with me cocked Come with my squad, nobody knows my number but God - and
