Lyrics:
So hard to breathe this air that we call love,
Ain't nothing worse than the hurt we receive from love,
When you get hurt by the one you living for,
(nah)
Or does he break your stride? (C'mon)
Did you know that love could be a shield? Yeah
The middle of the night (oh)
Is he gonna be by your side?
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
I'm not gonna say a word
To make your walk out the door
And I'll never break your heart
Or make you make not love me more baby
We fit so good
to love her)
(You love her with all your heart)
(Chapter two you tell her you're)
(Never, never, never, never, never gonna part)
(In chapter three
running round
Good God, hip, look here
To your running round
But do you know one thing
I'm gonna put you down
Oh, get it together
Get it together,
the name of love
Would you let me lead you even when you're blind?
In the darkness, in the middle of the night
In the silence, when there's no one by your
love all night, bending bed coils
You're a queen, therefore I treat you royal
This is all for you, cause I simply adore you
[R. Kelly]
Baby He don't
Wybourn
Pitsmoor, Badger, Wincobank, Crookes, Walkley Broomhill, Oh!
[Candida, quoting from some book]
"I was only about eleven when this happened.
handsome and nice
But I took her advice and passed him by
Years have passed and don't look
Like love's gonna give me a second try
Boy the look on your
Justin Bieber and 3pac, so cute oh my god
Your love's so deep
You know that it humbles me (yeah)
You're by my side
Them troubles them not trouble me
handsome and nice
But I took her advice and passed him by
Years have passed and don't look
Like love's gonna give me a second try
Boy the look on your
You ain't crazy
I ain't gonna lie anymore
What you're feelin'
There's a reason for
I wanna do right
Oh, gotta do right
Do I love you?
Oh
me down
'Cause you got some ?
Walk up like I know you
Bald head and your tattoos
One smile and, oh
I gotta admit you're fly
And I love it how you
it
Don't get no better than this, you catch my drift
You get stripped by ballhandlers ruled by swackhammer
Danger, you're dealin' with official
mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question
This is the next step, I write the 2-step (I-I)
Niggas better get set, I'll make your girl wet (I-I-I I love you-you-you you)
a love
Or you're gonna find yourself alone
See I'm schooled in them streets and streets y'all
Yeah I was cooling them clubs
Real talk I wasn't thinking
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their heads collide
Die!
You're gonna die...
Now my anger's growing worse
Next one's working as a nurse
Have to make a doctor's call
Drag my body down
gonna have a hit
You gotta make it fit
So they cut it down to three o five
I am the entertainer
The idol of my age
I make all kinds of money
When
multiplying
Now the 3 of them are dying by the poison she perceived to be good head
Now Eve and her husband are perverted in their judgment
'cause everything
of a knife
C'mon hold on tight
Oh c'mon hold on tight
Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Ain't
gonna be a father, oh yeah, and don't forget to
pick up your cape out the cleaners.
[Master P]
Mr. Kirk's enterprise will be beaming up out
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