Lyrics:
Ill never fail, I just prevail, Thats who I am
When you tell me "I love you"
Girl it splits me in two, Cause I know its not true
And I always feel like
that a chainsaw starting up
Who's holding that thing now
Every way to run is up
They're gaining on you now
The Creepy Things are out
In the dark there is
she wasn't aware
I was there, or maybe she was and just didn't care
Who knows? At least that ain't up in the air for some to see
So like a chick who
"that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr'; he glistening."
I ain't come to talk (talk), I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to find out who I'm
you
See boo, fuck them girls I would leave the world 'fore I leave you
May God say even Eve and Adam ain't have shit on these two
They wonder how we do
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
makes me think I'm all that's on his mind
Is it me? Is it you?
Tell me who
Who's the other girl?
Who's the first? Who's the fool?
Who's
wanna take us on
The ring - let it go 'bout three months ago
The pain ain't stressin' me no more
The girl that they used to know done changed
Now they
caution, I'm like a blaze
That's roared for days
All that gaze are amazed
Dazed by the force that they just witnessed
Master, is the title to fit
outside...
There is life outside...
There is life outside your apartment!
There's a pigeon
Squashed on the street.
Christmas Eve:
Ew.
Brian:
There's a girl
Young DaVinci
One more year that's one more down
And one more birthday
Can't keep count
New Years Eve full of smoke and clouds
Shot girl coming over
me who was there to stand by
Me, that's who (Who)
Girl, you know
Me, that's who (Who,who)
Who was there to dry your tears
It never mattered 'bout
she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl who dat girl, who dat girl
She ain't got riches but she got fashion
she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl who dat girl, who dat girl
She ain't got riches but she got fashion
I wanna see what's under there, baby
Who's that peekin' in my window?
Uh, you should let some more skin show
And if one of these websites get
niggas screamin' who the hill is that (who the hell is dat).
That girl wit' that ass all on the back.
I got that fire read thong wit' bra to match
this, say
Who 'dat? Who 'dat? No chance, blew 'dat
When you said that you wrote this
Have red zone niggas on blow for this bitch
Don't you deny it
more
You keep my bottles cold and you pop 'em
As soon as I walk in the door
These dude don't know me from Adam and Eve
That's why they can't mess up
relief from the times spent in pain
you doubt that you've got all the power
to strike it down by the hour
You're the sun in your universe
you're
Whoo!
What? What?
Can you feel me baby?
I can feel you
No doubt, known to make it happen
I see you wanna dance huh
With your girls and your
you ring in
The New Year
With the ghost of me
Every New Year's Eve
As you kiss that blonde girl
Hope you let go off your hold on me
And I hope you
chee
Who ha ho chee
Who ha ho chee
Who ha ho chee
And I met a girl
Her name was, Eve
And we'd been together
For eternity
Well one day
She came by
With
of the shadow of death
When niggas hold tec's like they mad at the ref
That's why I keep a cross on my chest, either that or a vest
Do you believe that Eve had
Eazy
Give her a rough ride, E-v-e
Chains VVS so they envy me (Yes)
Save up my money plentifully (Business minded)
SEL when I rev it up
By any means,
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