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My little boy kneelin' by his bed
Hands folded, sayin' his prayers
Talkin' to God, man to man
He don't know that I'm there

That's a picture I'd
sky
Its wept away
Your sorrow end

Paint all my pictures with glanzed perfect eye
Fall into the visions then wonder why

[Bridge]

[Chorus:]
Your
A perfect kind of love is what you want from me if I could I'd gladly give you more
But I'm so afarid I could never paint for you the pretty pictures
blessed to still be in my skin so stop trippin'
Would if I could but we're good so we can't
No matter how ugly of a picture its paint
Leave a stain with my
To paint me in
Your perfect picture
My heart's running in a race that I can't win
And I can't just can't help myself
I want to write it on the wall for you
I'll paint it on the walls.
Don't move while I scream about it.
Don't move, I'll paint a perfect picture.
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph)

[Chamillionaire]
Introducing the truest voice of the South, it's who else but me fool
Don't let
you'll always be there 
It paints such a lovely picture 
But no matter how you frame it 
It's still pornography 

Nobody seems to hear 
'Til I scream
The feelings I have for you, you don't understand
The things that I've gone through
To paint a perfect picture just for you (picture for you)
I've even told
Picture this....you're standing by a river
friends are all around you
something new…. that's carried on the wind
never known more true
the way,
Sitting here wondering, how can I say,
Those pretty pictures don't paint the truth.

Very clever edits conceal the lie
If you want to hear
Oh oh oh oh oooh

On the second day, you took some clay
And he shaped your waist
Then he begin to paint that perfect picture
That's your face
if i paint a picture of the days gone by i could tell a story minus the truth,
it's the only way i couldn't walk a meter in your shoes you'll see,
tight, see me catching flights 
At the international terminal, where you don't go 
So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped 
And tripped by mic
a hand, pay attention and explore
We all in this people we all in this...

[The Grouch]
Well I don't know where you've been
But if you got here I'll let you
tight, see me catching flights 
At the international terminal, where you don't go 
So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped 
And tripped by mic
(Long live the King)

yo picture God a perfect cut diamond
Or bein the motha fucka man without even tryin
Livin like I'm dead to the world with
Turning them to up
Just wanna let u know

[Hook]
I think you're sexy
Baby wont u let me
Paint the perfect picture of us
Its so electric (yeah)
Open my eyes

Free my mind
Awaken my mind
Awaken my mind
Open my eyes

We like to watch the world go by
Paint pretty picture with the perfect
party)

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my
the champagne glasses and muthafuckin' condoms 
Have one on us aight 

Picture perfect 
I paint a perfect picture 
Bombin' hooties with percision 
Mind
party)

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my
party)

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my
the champagne glasses and muthafuckin' condoms 
Have one on us aight 

Picture perfect 
I paint a perfect picture 
Bombin' hooties with percision 
Mind
niggas about to feel this 
break out the Champagne glasses and muthafuckin' condoms 
have one on us aight 

[Tupac] 
Picture Perfect 
I paint