Lyrics:
I know, we can make it in this life
Don't go, you've already blown my mind
I know, I just want you by my side
Hold on, we can make it last all night
I always said I wanted more of a taste for life
More spice, more rolled dice, more fistfights, more parties
But this party's just a lil' too much for
to foreign lands your hand in my hand
Do you wanna ride with me?
We can be like Bonnie & Clyde
Be by your side
I'll be more than a lover
More than a woman
entirely
I'll be
I'll be more than a lover
More than a woman
More than your lover
I'll be
I'll be more than another
More than a woman
More than
down by the riverside,
I'm gonna study war no more
I ain't a gonna study war no more,
I ain't a gonna study war no more
I ain't a gonna study war
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
Fred, have to take the door off, need more space to shift the so-and-so
Had bad twinges, taking off the hinges, and it got us nowhere
And so, we, had
Trackmasters
I loved you
I loved you more
When you had no money
More, used to say I loved you more
Baby, all I need is
More time, be more
kissin', give me a reason
To make me wanna stay
Wanna go back to the day I left you!
I loved you more (When you had no money)
More, but I say I loved you
She's so crazy but she always keeps you wanting more
Wanting more wanting more
She's so crazy but she always keeps you wanting more
Wanting more
by my side
You are my light, Yes You loved me back
You care for me
Your promises, You see them through
By the blood of the holy one
My healer, You set
livin'
'Cause I started with rocks in the kitchen
Now Fred's in a foreign, you're not gonna miss him
Look, what you tellin' me, bro?
This ain't no
look (We look) more and more alike (Alike)
People look (We look) more alike
Sam takes a diet pill
Bob shaves his face
Gus eats bran buds
Fred puts
a ship, I could not reach her shore
We're all just dancers on the devil's dance floor
Well, swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing
a ship, I could not reach her shore
We're all just dancers on the devil's dance floor
Well, swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing
a ship, I could not reach her shore
We're all just dancers on the devil's dance floor
Well, swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing
Each day that goes by Jesus
I love you more and more
Each day that goes by Jesus
I love you more and more
Each day that goes by Jesus
I love you more
sure by now your feet are sore
But I really can't help it girl I still want more
So I said lady the way you shake it
You make me wanna take it
Lady
a better man
So when the lights shut off and the cameras stop rolling on the stage of life
All I need is one more moon of having you by my side
One more
One
So Fine Featuring J. Rob, Isaiah Sharkey & Eric Gales
Written by: Bobby Ray Sparks II & Antoine Smith
BOBBY SPARKS MUSIC (BMI), ANTOINE SMITH
MIXED
tongue brings me to tears
(No more tears)
Repeat Chorus
(ad) So full of shock and awe, She should've studied law
Musician credits
released March 24, 2022
respect
I speak for all my peers, we don't need more stress
Remember when the school put me on the brink of death?
Had me so damn close to a bullet in my
My identity yeah ty yeah
My identity yeah ty yeah
Identity
Know who you are no forget tam
Don't be defined by the world now
Made by hands
Samson, to send Marilyn Manson
back to Hell, the resurrection of Fred Hampton
You can tell by the way your shit swelled and lump up
Whenever punks jump up
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