Lyrics:
that I see when I look in your eyes
It’s got me zoned I’m mesmerized
Still can’t believe that you stole my heart
Cause lovin you is the hardest part
Tell me all your dirty things
I love what your lips say
Too bad it doesn't mean a thing
Broken bottles, ashtrays
Just like on our first date
It's
MASTER PLAN
TOGETHER WE FACED UP TO DANGERS
BUT TIME WENT BY AND MADE US STRANGERS
AND HE IS NO LONGER MY MAN
AND WHEN I SIT IN A CAFÉ I KNOW HE’S ON HIS
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Your ho called me QB
Pray to God she don't get picked
That's all a part of my play, dog
I can't help if I get rich
Back in the hood,
marked by headstones.
The headstones are permanent and uniform and there is no distinction made on account of military, civil rank, race or creed.
did they know that was all part of the plan
Holding my stomach, blood on my hands
Paramedics trying, I know I'm slowly dying
They're tryna keep me
Only those that seem to
Know can counteract the status
Quo, balance act, which way to go
My RFID, CID, used by the beast to track you
Yeah, charge in
plan
What part of love did you not understand?
Cause love never dies
Not in my eyes
So I hold on to hope
Thinking you will come home
`Cause
opened our eyes!
Well, the good Lord made the universe
The Lord created man
And I believe it's all a part of his gigantic plan
I know God has
Off these mother fuckers that I'm tryna kill, but
Fuck 'em all boy, I don't care bitch, they can all go to hell
You can take an L, while you hangin' by
at how you talking, you sound retarded
Gimme your car, bitch, gotta drive to the market
I see the handicap spot and that's were I parked it
This dude in
explode on impact like hollow-tips
Yo, cock your glock lick shots for the Pacer!
Raw like coke and got more jokes than Frasier
Like Saddam Hussein, Pace
We're a part of a plan
and it's already written
There is no other way
it's inside our every sense
Earth is our island
Karma, am I yours
is that your
thing being abused
These submarines are not the only things going aloof
Fell in my arms, I fall apart
I've seen your act, I’m just playing my part
Oh I
Ballad of the Naked Man
Music & Lyrics by The Porch Jackers
Mike Jones, Chuck Haston, Tim Winton
Copyright 1993, cll Rights Reserved
How we got
It's just in your blood to obe one, man
But, it's cool 'cause i guess it's
All part of the game, you know
You feel me? Don't hate tho, look at this
product, we got it
Hear the truth in your pocket, we stays real, no avoiding the topic, it's like
[Verse 2: Cee]
Yeah, yeah and don't you know, we came
hold on to me
Know that I’m not worth letting go.
Go, no no.
Obviously you deny your part in any of the reasons why we seem to fall short.
Pushing
flank
I'm the type of bredder that
Will never give up, fact
Now recognise I up stats
With every attack cats can dash I must lack
The part in my brain that
time
Baby that's the worst
No it ain't ever in my plans
To make you feel sad or disobey your demands
This fatal a attraction there's no way I can
It's
being blinded by it, lack of love cos it ain’t me supplying, feel the distance but your aura keeps me undecided un invited, different vision underneath
would take part in some perverted plan?
She dropped her skirt, she had another head.
I lost my pride in that groupie's bed
It was a bad idea
But I
gave me
With them I can make a new start
Plan a new part for the future
A new resolution, gather my thoughts
Follow my heart, for here I am
Halfway
From the part of town where no one wants to go
Surrounded by a border that isn't even there
Living in a place where there's no regards for the law
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