Lyrics:
Darlin Keep The Faith
Keep on believin though I'm miles away
I'll hold you in my heart until you're in my arms again
Baby until then
Keep the faith
Before you were so mean
Hey little baby when you comin' home
You know I don't like being left alone
One hand loose let it hang by my side
One hand loose
she givin neck
One more day till I'm in the zone
I'm goin out no comin home
She blow me up more on my phone
Than any man has ever known
Workin for
home
I done laid this bed and I don't wanna sleep alone
I ain't got no friends, why the fuck I'm all alone?
Ride to the end, they know I'm comin' with
saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a candy
I was named after a gangster (brr)
And don't be a sucker and take my verse
Off
supposed to say?
Hey baby, how you doin'? I missed you home
By the way I'm bout to leave, ah good
I'm going on a fall tour
But I'll be back before you
Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved. Vanglorious! This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,
are gonna fall tonight if you're not by my side
The skies are comin' down tonight unless we lay entwined
Fire from the opposition interrupts our
a dream till I
Dedicated
My life to tha game so you can
Feel me baby
I was walkin down a dark way, trouble had to find me
The street corner shark was comin up behind me
I grabbed my pistol, punk started to whistle
to love?
I say my nigga doin' fed, he still ain't give nobody up
'Cause all we see is red, we got no home
I done laid this bed and I don't wanna sleep alone
Ooh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know
See you in the corner and I like what I see
Don't act surprised, you're comin' home with me
Now after
a new dress
Hope my babies are happy
Some place God will bless
Celie! Get to work!
Ain't no need to discuss
It ain't worth a big fuss
the pack comes home, man's nabbin' him
Headshot, chestshot and cabbage him
The mandem are hot, the ends are flames
Send my young boy 'round there with
Manifested, they can't forget us (nah, nah)
Seen this shit was comin', looked to you like I was Terry Linen (yeah)
Baby, you're the game, finesse the rules
dead
In a pool of blood, a couple drops added to the flood
Pedro fell to his knees and cried "La Virgin,
Why did You take my baby boy his soul was so
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