feel We make it last, make it last We make it last, make it last Make it last We make it last, make it last We make it last, make it last Don't let
, make me feel, whoa We make it last, make it last We make it last, make it last We make it last, make it last We make it last, make it last Don't let
hands on my side, head raised All this gossip and talk, it reminds me of my web page Ya'll people give me headaches It's hard to keep my head straight It
you what the plan be Think it's 'bout time you moved on to plan B You can catch me, where your man be [RU Spits:] Aight, listen boo, you ain't gon' be
a classic and theres not one like it, i just need an engineer that could run around and mic it, or maybe get a ghostwriter, what most call a psychic, but it wouldn't be
too Fuckin' with the niggaz from that fake crew that hate you But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece Jerome's niece, on her way home from Jones beach, it
to be, more than what it is you see For every take, do it just like eternally But I won't let it hold me down, I turn it all around I'm movin on, oh-ah
My Table Chairs Gave Me Splinters Set Up To Be A Loser But Was Made To Be A Winner If They Paint Hip Hop I Bet My Face Be In The Picture If They Wrote
way that i make you act, Its a basic fact, ''You had my love now I'll take it back,' I'll beat you for saying that, Hit you with a baseball bat and take
result of bein broke Havin no whip, no lab, no money for smoke He stressed out, really not knowin what life's about Jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels Chorus
a twist. [LUCINDA] Who will be there?... [CINDERELLA] Mother said be good, Father siad be nice, That was always their advice. So be nice, Cinderella
it's strange And what's your last name It's not mine that's why we change it, I got you Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you To be there
ain't getting down no more Look that aint how its 'posed to be but thats the way its gone go I aint with that front shit That playin' with gun shit That
a man whose name was Time And he said, "I must be goin'? But just how long ago that was I have no way of knowing Sometimes I want to murder time Sometimes
box ta' be cornered (I'm) Too real ta' be fickle Grounded, but too fly ta' meet a nigga in the middle Too big ta' be belittled. Wise way beyond my years
Sometimes you gotta work it out Sometimes you gotta figure it out You gotta readjust the means I'll tell you what I mean Sometimes you gotta work it out Sometimes
he loves you girl and you better know it We're all we got in this world When it spins When it swirls When it whirls When it twirls Two little beautiful