Lyrics:
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
So mothafuck what a fuckboy is tellin' me
I'm lit so they inhalin' me
Since I'm iller, no man be triller
No woman no cry, fuck her, I didn't feel
spendin' no time
I be pourin' wine, tryin' to, knock out your spine
Make you mine, from behind, to some slowed down "Bump n' Grind"
His thang like a dirty
in love with this woman, she a natural beauty
She don't gotta use no makeup and she looking pretty
Fascinated by her eyes, pulling in my soul
Hate it
deeply hidden
Woman be strong, and don’t look back
Even if I Could I would not go back
My God this life only makes me cry
That was Your goal
I was alone
[Chorus: Mr. Probz]
My feet are tired
And the pain shows
There's such a long way to go now
Such a long way to go
Gotta be strong
By myself now
breasts
The fear of the child that should not be born.
Suffering the evil that everyone sees
(in) his unknown future
No more Tears.
Rusty scissors
Cry
to Kaplan graduates
Next year
Not from here
Separate from
Washington State
Got her number
And 2 days later
We were smashin
To Heartburn
Sean P
Best by 9th
every good man there's a better woman
I don't back down from any fight
You ain't ever gonna see me cry
Yeah I'm my fathers son
But she's the tough
gonna break down an' cry
Well I know she's out here
On this street somewhere
Yes I know you're out here woman uh
On this street somewhere bye baby now
I
you be no fool baby
You're gonna lose your old stand by
Isn't a material thing
That the man is giving
Can you truly say that you have been living
True
and on his knees he confessed
The sins committed by us, evil you're thought to be and stood with
He might just die again, bc it's odd to see a good wish
bullshit all that gibberish just to get by
I think I'm bout to lose my mind
Chase the bag ain't got no time to cry
When I say yolo baby I'm moving on
Tell yo
Cry me a river.
I have cloud.
I whisper.
I don’t shout.
I’m a giver!
What’s on your liver.
Meteors.
I have ether.
I go by meter.
Shooting stars.
dwindle by
I won't let you down
As a matter of fact
I'll get you high
With this love of mine
Baby, don't you cry
Cause I'll get you high
Take you for
I break my alabaster box on you
See the woman in ( Luke 7:37 )
We were introduced to her not by her name
But by her condition
The bible called her
.
You'll just never do it
And these are the blues of time
And the blues of a woman
And a man thinkin' of her
As time goes by
There is nothin' I can do
on the road again
I ain't got no woman
Just to call my special friend
You know the first time I traveled
Out in the rain and snow
In the rain and snow
Glory waves loud and she's echoing
Cry of justice and peace
Freedom and liberty
If anyone takes a stand
Woman, child, or man
They'll do what they can
'cause she's a treasure
Everything time with her
It's a pleasure
I could spend ten other decades with you by my side
Never let her cry 'cause she's
the San Francisco Bay.
Sitting down looking from my back door, wondering which way to go,
The woman I'm so crazy about, she don't love me no more.
my baby down by the San Francisco bay
Sitting down looking from my back door,
Wondering which way to go,
The woman I'm so crazy about,
She don't
To hurt with no pain
To smile with no joy
To cry with no sound.
What's in it for me?
I think it's 'bout time you quit paying in flowers
I'm a grown woman
want a boy
So she raised him as a queen
Now little Billy Joe
Would be Billy Jean Queen
Billy's at home
Getting watched by a Teen
But the mama doesn't
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