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Just wait another day
You're the only one for me
Pull me close and
Let me hear your heart beating
Please don't fly away
I need you more than ever
Give me

and cookies
Now how fucked up is this?
On the roof Rudolph's pissin'
And Prancer's takin' a shit
And Dancer's lookin' for answers
But it ain't making no sense

want”
Shawty the only thing that I want
Santa said “tell me what you want”
Shawty the only thing that I want
You know Dasher, you know Dancer
You know

up, only for a minute
She want me to come and blow her back out
Oh and you won't get her back now
I just got that brand new whip and got it blacked out

the child dreams to be his hands
in the counting of the rain
but only barren breasts he feels
for her milk will never drain

as i die i can't remember
where i

hearing niggas is looking for me
Well who they like route for the Bengals
I hot the strip club to mingle
When I see the dancers throw singles
My money old

sacred of attack
Some backs weighed down by sacks of gold want to keep it that way
Other people scraping just to get through the day
I can't be the only

the explosion from the day after
Bit by the vampire, worked for the mobster
Two to the head - and now you swimmin with the lobsters
We got'cha got'cha, set up in

the teaser
Fucking with you only just to get herself a Visa
That's your Mona Lisa. Nigga she a creeper
Sucking and fucking just for a hit of that reefer
You

Breath Control II

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

somebody file for the 90's 
You want lyrics? We come correct 
BDP, only movin with respect 
The other MC's, they can't believe me 
A when I rhyme it

started nigga
Why you had to come all the way
Over here for a father figure
All that motivation I gave you
The only thing you grasped was
To go into Clips?

I'm playing a nightclub

They're doing my one-act!

I'm working for Redbook

I rewrote the ballad

I finished the story

We started rehearsals

cry
a river for me
i have drowned before-so don't you
cry cry
a river for me
i only got a few minutes to go
don't cry
a river for me
i learned how

Under the Influence

D-Age

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy

obsessed with Givenchy
Pussy begs when you miss me
Close your eyes when you kiss me
For you girl you know I'd kill one
Throw it back for a real one
Only

on the ground and dig out his eyes
And make him bawl for his mother
We don't like each other
Only 'cause I fucked his baby mother
That bitch was under the cover

carousels

I'm a lazy prayer 'cause every time is not the time for meditation
I'm a lazy dancer, my only moves are skipping parts of dead old lives
I will

ransom
Ransom, Ransom
We hold him up for ransom
Say he want smoke on the Internet
We turn him to a dancer
Dancer, Dancer
Be with them and gangstas
Play

what I'm reppin'
I do not care for a price tag, most of the time, I don't even be checkin'
I will always come in first
While my money come through by

(Dollars), do it for them dollars girl

Used to chill with this shake dancer, her grandmamma couldn't shake cancer
Wasn't her man so some thangs that I used

to having violent psychotic
Quick devour polish it, politics
By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
I like writin'
But I will stick this pencil

every promise
You dance alone a dance for two
Goodbye
Your change from love to apathy is shaping me again
And you're only sure when I am gone
We've been

for my dawgs we elite
See us ride by like a boss we elite
See I didn’t live my life like this
I didn’t always think like this
Back when we was all but

Oh
There's time
Flying dancers in
The sky
Tonight
There's time
Shining chandeliers
The only light
Oh
There's time
Flying dancers in
The sky
Tonight