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Together Again! [Together Again/Together Again, Again] (Willis "Gator" Jackson) · Debbie/Jours Etran (Saez) · Waltz for Debbie [Japan Bonus Track] (Bill Evans) · Debbie/Am I That Easy to Forget? (Debbie Reynolds) · Debbie (Debbie Reynolds) · Debbie/Jours Etran (Saez) · Waltz for Debbie (Chris McNulty) · Waltz for Debbie (Monica Zetterlund) · Waltz for Debbie [Hybrid SACD] (Don Friedman) · Angie & Debbie (Angie & Debbie Winans) – and 90 other albums »


admit though
Sometimes
I would listen
To the radio
Debbie Gibson
Tell me that you think
We're all alone
Michael Jackson's
In the mirror
I've
perspective but
It’s you I never get enough
We’re always far apart

We’ve got a vicious love
We mix our tears with blood
No clock will stop for us
It ticks by
get together, mix each other's genes
Let's get together, mix each other's genes
Can't buy myself a future,
My DNA will be past it's sell by date
Are
to me, cause you're my mom
Though far be it for you to be calling, my house was Vietnam
Desert Storm and both of us put together
Can form an atomic bomb
to me, cause you're my mom
Though far be it for you to be calling, my house was Vietnam
Desert Storm and both of us put together
Can form an atomic bomb
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream
Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I
soon a cute little number
Came and asked me to do the stomp polka
I told her I couldn't do the stomp polka
I could show her how to do the Sissy1

We
soon a cute little number
Came and asked me to do the stomp polka
I told her I couldn't do the stomp polka
I could show her how to do the Sissy1

We
and the Sundown, playboy how did ya figure
Ya supposed to be dog, do whatever fuck the stormy weather
If I had beef and you had beef we put the shit together
no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these  streets  that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to look
You
sure
Time goes by, in your life
And we're still here together
I will be here just to hold you down
We'll still be around
Cause we will rock forever
know that we be killing it fa' sho
Time goes by, in your life
And we're still here together
I will be here just to hold you down
We'll still be
no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these  streets  that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to look
You
him 'cause this could be my only chance
Me and my partner Jason, we started doing mix tapes
We both smiled cause we knew this could be our big break
on outside, no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these, streets, that we done took
You walkin witcha head down scared to look
gates
Check out the main face 
We gotta gas and erase
Me not the ambitious one
I rather be there throw a word or two in
We here, I know we worth
though I still felt rejected
Hectic, called me more than I expected
Months passed by, even lived together and all
Dream come true, until suddenly a call
Oh
It be her friends nigga that's who
It be your bitch friends nigga they be
Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga
I don't even, ay nigga she don't
thinking, plus I'm analyzing young
Youths on roofs, you know, three time felony brutes
Roll together, tropical trees puff, whatever
Yo we could go run up on,
E-40]
It be her friends nigga that's who
It be your bitch friends nigga they be..
Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga
I don't even, ay nigga
Put two and two together ([B.G.] Think, nigga)
        Ya gotta maintain ([M] Ya got to maintain)
        Ya either gon'...have things ([M] Have things
apache Queensbridge corner athlete
at 6-1 170 plus
Hennyed up walk around like I could never be touched
the whole clique be heavily truck
peep the style
to hurt more
Maybe it won't be bad, maybe it'll be good
I could use a little structure in my life, maybe I should
Take my suit and tie out of the closet
is like hangin' yourself at a..... 

I know you thought I'd be locked up 

Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now 

Got up wit' JD doh', crazy
on the mic, I'm like a Jackson 
Rappers I'm fondling, they try to settle out of court 
But I, could never be bought, what type of rebel eats pork? 
I'll take