Lyrics:
was my own
I'd pretend I've the voice of Beth Neilsen Chapman
I wrote 'Late Night Grande' with just my right hand happenin'
Now it's keys rent the air
D. Cassidy/S. Shifrin/M.D. Ehmig
I've been waitin' in your dark room
With the full moon in my eyes
Baby you should have locked your window
'Cause I
A!
Nigga what da fuck, nigga whatcha say, ha
A! A! A! A!
Do you know the price you pay
[D-Roc]
You lay down low for hoes
Get that mat out your nose
If I sent a rose to you
For every time you made me blue
You'd have a room full of roses
If I sent a rose of white
For every time I cried all
I like having fun
Fun
I like having fun
Here we go now
Well if I was king I'd sign a proclamation
And if I was president I'd pass a law
chance you gave
Why do I feel, I'm goin' in circles?
All I can do is wonder why
I should have known, I'd be the hurt one
I've always been bad at goodbyes
and she looked through the door
And saw a man she'd never seen before
Light skin, light blue eyes, a double-chin and a plastic smile
Well, her heart
But time is never wasted
When you've lived and learned
And in time it all comes back to you…
And when I got weary
I'd sit a while and rest
away from the deep blue sky
If I lost all my faith in the Higher Power
Tell me where would I be in the final hour
I'll be losing my way baby I'd be
And you're telling me
That I am where it's at
But I ain't having none of that
Because I told you you'd live to regret it,
And now I don't wanna make you
for suckers to be messin
with
cause when I put my hand on a mic I start
wreckin it
They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. there ain't
another
days, they'd persecute people
They'd carry them off, and hobble their legs
For lesser offenses, and how I have harmed you
And still you allow me
studios who still give niggas favors
On the mixin' and mastering, puzzlin' and
Plastering the tracks together on tapes, C-D's, wax or whatever
This is for
You'd better hold on, hold on to what you've got
You'd better hold on, hold on to what you've got
'Cause if you think nobody wants it
Just throw it
they all love you as their own
Then I'd go over to my neighbor's house
Knock on the door and they'd all sing out
"Come on in and sit right down and make
again
And when I got weary
I'd sit a while and rest
Memories invading my mind
All the things I'd treasured
The ones I'd loved the best
Were
Is it good for me?
I don't know how the world can sleep
It's just not right to close the door turn out the light
[Chorus]
They'd better be
what they've done to her
After I'd shown them to the holy road, the holy road
After I'd shown them to the holy road, the holy road
Well, I laid a bounty
hunter in the twilight zone
You don't look no fool to me
You'd live in hell for free
You're not of this earth
You're an evil-heart
You're
I know if you believe, in time we'll even the score
I've walked that mile before, yes, I'd like to join your fight
Pull your ranks in tight and count
I can't look at you
What are you gonna do
You're no hypocrite
I bash my head against the wall everyday
You'd bash your head against the wall
You'd better hold on, hold on to what you've got
You'd better hold on, hold on to what you've got
'Cause if you think nobody wants it
Just throw it
Rock Rock Rock Rock Rock D D D D Disco
B B B B Break Dance Break Dance Break Dance
Pahle Rock And Roll Phir Aaya Twist
Phir Aaya Disco Phir Break
you from me
Girl if I could take it back
It'd be so back
I'd be such an angel
You'd think that me and Jesus was cool
Like that, just like that
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