Lyrics:
Love books, сука дай мне Love books сюда
Я больше не вернусь сюда никогда
Сейчас на мне уже другие числа, другие мысли
Я стал намного
I wanna get in your good books baby
Show you my better side
I wanna get in your good books darling
One more time
Bedroom eyes that won't blink
Uhnhun
Look
And play it by the book
Tryna put my mother fucking pain up in a hook
You be capping when u speaking on ya side
You start reflecting when
Except Martin
No Desmond Tutu- or Tunka Manin no Shaka Zulu Just Slaves in irons
Only Queen I knew was Nefertiti,
But books made her white, not black
I walked into Logos Books for my reading pleasure
I discovered a store filled with hidden treasure
Biographies history books the music section
Great
the details
Sound real gory
'bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here
You can't run a race
Without no feet
'n pretty
There's a mighty good book and it tells a story
It's a bible on a shelf
Oh, you know the names and you know the stories
Have you ever read it for
the eye So when I tell you this don't be surprised Today I look you out my black book I'm not a fool to see how you were treating me I took you
I wonder, wonder who, who-oo-ooh, who
(Who wrote the book of love)
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Oh, who wrote the Book Of Love
I've got to know
the book
Forgive, forget, I wrote the book
Keeping secrets, I wrote the book on it don't test me
Heartbreak and then some, tell me where is a friend
Picture yourself when you're getting old
You sat by the fireside, pondering all
Picture book, pictures of your mama
Taken by your papa a long time
Du nil, du nil
Bëgg naa nga létt ma walla book nga firi ma
Xamal ma lu leer
Danga maa woolu sa gàll e ma ñëw nga mel ni xale
Yaw daal yaw téppal
don't be scared, no, no
You deserve a story book ending, fairytale, fairytale
You deserve a story book ending, fairytale, fairytale
Let's take a ride,
guns, guns, guns, guns
fire, fire, fire
muscle and hate
muscle and hate
muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
lies, lies, lies, lies
books, books
Guns, guns, guns, guns
Fire, fire, fire
Muscle and hate
Muscle and hate
Muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
Lies, lies, lies, lies
Books, books
I wonder, wonder who, who-oo-ooh, who
(Who wrote the book of love)
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Oh, who wrote the Book Of Love
I've got to know
you won't find them in the scripture
That's because there all from the book of second opinions
Well, they'll say follow your heart where ere it
You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover.
CHORUS: Oh-oh, can't you see? You misjudged me, baby!
I look like a farmer but--I'm a lover!
Can't
no dignity?
I'd give up all my life to be
In the book of heavy metal yeah (metal)
In the book of heavy metal
In life, I have no religion
Besides
Ain't gotta be no author to write no book
Gangster to have you shook
Ridin' through the city and I'm fully equipped
No author to write no book
guns, guns, guns, guns
fire, fire, fire
muscle and hate
muscle and hate
muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
lies, lies, lies, lies
books, books
guns, guns, guns, guns
fire, fire, fire
muscle and hate
muscle and hate
muscle, muscle, muscle, muscle
lies, lies, lies, lies
books, books
Picture yourself, when you're getting old
Sat by the fireside a-pondering on
Picture book, pictures of your mama
Taken by your papa a long time
I believed that the world was for the meek
And the new book served us well
How many times
We turned the other cheek
But it's the old book
Yes, it's
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