Lyrics:
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on Romans 1:9, 2 Corinthians 10:4
I've waited patiently for your reply
You say you'll come around by and by
I've tried
(RJ on the beat) judging by my wrist (wrist)
I couldn't tell you the time
'Cause to a bitch I'm Ned Flanders, Psycho Bob in disguise
'Cause if you
You know I'll never get over the feeling of living inside GOD's love
You know I'll never get over the feeling of living inside GOD's love
You know
to see blinded by ya love
You taking over me you taking over me girl
It feel so good to be wrapped up in ya thoughts
Mm you deserve the key the key
Drive By The Block.
Then I'll Go Grab The Lock.
Then I'll Case You in Box.
Best not Drive By The Block.
cs the world turns, and the chronic
Every day of my life I'll be in love with you
Every day of my life I promise I'll be true
I'll never make you cry, and as the years go by
I'll
already know, I found out from him
Now there's just no chance for you and me
There'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it
Cry me a river
already know, I found out from him
Now there's just no chance for you and me
There'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it
Cry me a river
Bob and weave the pressure
I can't even stand
Who's left in the ring with the upper hand?
Shadowbox your demons
But you pull your punch
Better give up
Even if I promise one more time
Don't you believe me
('Cause I know I'll never love you again)
I can't love, oh no baby, it's over
I don't know
as much as I do
Baby, pay me a visit
Why you chillin' by yourself at home?
Spare key, under the doormat (yeah)
So you can make yourself at home
fire
Baby you’re my heart desire
Stephanie come show me something
Baby girl you’re all I’m wanting
I’ll be yours if you want me
I never leave girl I
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
me
Do you know it?
You keep me in pain
'Cause I cried over you
And I'll never, I'll never
Never love again
No, no, no, no
I cried over you
of a bitch
I'm the song of a shotguns unsung cry
And I'm the only MC that'll never die
'Cause if it's real you'll feel it, so check for the name
Or look
can count on me to adjust your crown
Sistas I pray for you
Sistas I'll never judge you
When you think life is over
You can always cry on my shoulder
I
and I'll be down
You'll never be never be fine
cll over again
cll over
Empty tables
cnd shiny floor
Ten thousand pints in a row
Look at my eye and I'll be
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
you, and you never answered my call, no
I guess it wasn't my turn to play
Got home and nursed I wanna cry
And I poured it myself a taste, uh-huh
Gve my
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
valve, you couldn't shut me the fuck up if you
Had dirt on me now, I'll murder my pal, before I NTSC a crowd of
People that have been offended by the words
I feel like slashing in Jamaican Queens fashion
You think you can fuck around, but kid you just thinking
It's over when I'm sober, imagine when I'm
At times I feel like slashing in Jamaican Queens fashion
You think you can fuck around, but kid you're just thinking
It's over when I'm sober, imagine
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