Lyrics:
of what's to be
Writing you this letter that you'll probably never see
But I can't help but be
Ruled by inconsistency
Not unique just distantly in love
a stranger
And I'll never be alone
Wherever we're together
That's my home
Home could be the Pennsylvania turnpike
Indiana's early morning dew
High
lane at Cow Ranch
Stopped in front of Bessie's door.
But the cowboy was asleep
And his slumber was so deep
Little Bess could never wake him
Though she
could never be gold
You looked so high and low for heaven,
I tried so hard to show the way
But though I flew on wings of angels,
My feet were always
There's just one place for me, near you
It's like heaven to be, near you
Times when we're apart, and I can't face my heart
Say you'll never stray,
the mirror
Unknown and scarred by life
The luring eyes, you had never seen
You have nothing more to find
You have nothing more to loose
The cold season
my Chevy van
And that's alright with me
Yeah her young face was like that of an angel
And her long legs were tan and brown
You better keep your
Never say never
(Never, never)
Yeah, yeah
See I never thought that I could walk through fire
I never thought that I could take the burn
I
a trace of red
Now on the sidewalk, sunny morning
Lies a body just oozin' life
And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner
Could that someone be oh Mack
miss what we had, but could someone give
A message to the smallest man who ever lived?
Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead?
Did you sleep
getting to the point of no return.
We could only run, we could never walk,
We could only shout, we could never talk.
We were living way too close
more time put your right hands
over your hearts for the soldiers here we go were about
to blow look out below chris take it away lets go
[Eminem]
Yea
hit that up
Drive by with puppy signs plastered on the truck
Then see how many of they fans could fit inside the trunk
Move over the microwave
the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river dontcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river dontcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river dontcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
In my kitchen, you never listen
I hope you're missin' me by now
If I was a bluebird
I would fly to ya
You'd be the spoon
Dip you in honey so I
shook hands
That last and final show
All those years we never had
A contract or a clash
Whatever we may be today
We owe it all to Cash
We were
or two who never drink booze,
And the blind man on the corner singing "Beale Street Blues!"
I'd rather be there than any place I know,
I'd rather
than were
Available the solution was the create
Extra ones by copying
The first four tracks to a
Second blank tape and
Simultaneously mixing some of them
who never drink booze,
And the blind man on the corner singing "Beale Street Blues!"
I'd rather be there than any place I know,
I'd rather be there
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)
[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
it's not you,
You said you'd be here, Sunday or so,
Maybe by Saturday, if you could get away
You didn't know,
I love you darling, waiting alone,
Waiting
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