Lyrics:
the day I have a baby by free
Not to say that anything is wrong with free
Just to say that ain't nothing wrong with me
If my hands in the cookie jar,
tonight
Chilling by the fire's side, and all warmed up
Waking up early Christmas morning, unwrapping gifts and spreading love
While it's snowing out,
Lumiere:
Really? That'd be strange!
Cogsworth:
Can I help it if I'm t-t-tense?
In a shack by the sea
I'll sit back sipping tea
Let my early
in vain,
And on the streets I'll live again.
She says I spill until it's gone
To find my well-earnedurned overdrawn.
So come on people, sway with
Last night I went to see my love,
And to hear what she might say.
To see if she'd take pity on me,
Lest I might go away.
She said, "I love
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
Just some kids who were burdened by struggle
Took me in when I was hurting felt deserted I stumbled
Over shit that wasn't even fucking worth it my
Take a look around, enjoy the countryside
Isn't it beautiful?
Come on now darlin' gotta get up early
Got a farm to feed, let's get workin'
Like my
'Cause she's the sort of girl you find early in the morning
Somewhere at the markets, early eyes
And she's, she's the sort of girl you find down by
sage in the crib and eat salad
And right now I’m loyal I love her
I had a lil side but she tried it
Uh
She tried to come to my bitch as a woman
I dropped
Jays to control a sound
But D-Nice, you're gonna make the party live
[D-Nice]
Bust it, yo
I love to diss whores, I love to do tours
Makin
typically we, we find that you're alone and by Yourself
Speak on that, would you?
If you love yourself then you don't need anyone
If you love yourself then
Been brutally murdered by the Jungle
Posse police seem to be baffled to
The whereabouts of these four suspects
D-Money easily spotted in
Candy burgundy
son and daughter are looking up at me their father
So I can be the example by pointing them to their Author
Unsure of the next step, will my foot hit
It's like I can't get out of bed
After twenty years of early mornings
The feeling sinks in
With the weight of regret
It's like my habits are dead
back into my story
A year and six months I was in sobriety
I tried to be the very best version I could be
But I guess my feelings finally caught up to me
by Saturday night
Walked hungry
My seal is stitched out monopoly money
I'm a turntable with new needles
Life's a barrel of junkies
Screaming "shove
I'm the answer not the question
I was late to all my lectures but I'm early to the session
Penthouse presidential like we won the election
From the rain pouring down on me
And I was tired, and I was losing my connection
To myself and love but it was
Just another step in the right direction
relive the recent past?
Early morning dreams come true
I've proved it now that I'm here with you
You are here by my side
I'm siding with you
Early
there's only one H, I'm impossible to replace, not
Even by the hand of god can, or even if I'm face to face with myself, needed a break
A fraction of my
night
Lord teach me to love me
Bad attitude
Drama day to day
Mask my hurt by my sinful ways
Lord teach me to love me
Now I try to live right
Forgiven
the love of drug dealing
Marble Floors, gold Ceilings
Oh what a feeling, fuck it I want a billion
Jeff Koons balloons, I just wanna blow up
Condos in my
one,--
Nay--for I love him all the better for it--
God bless him, he shall sit upon my knees
And I will tell him tales of foreign parts,
And make him
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