Lyrics:
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
They used to love me then
Remember I ain't have a gold chain
Wood fingers with tha four hand
This was way before tha cocaine
Gambled so much
winter, it's a cold world
Old girl turned to coke, tried to smoke her pain away
Isis, life just, ended on that rainy day
When she got the news her boy
pound to ya crown like, "Where the paper?"
B. Sig, cold crook, I trap paper like notebook
When the hot water disappear like when coke cook
Then resurface,
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
nothing
But it's something, such a shame
So caught up in the fantasy
Humanity has made a love story out of tragedy
But there is no romance in life
nothing
But it's something, such a shame
So caught up in the fantasy
Humanity has made a love story out of tragedy
But there is no romance in life
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
Real hot girl shit
Ah, ayy (Buddah bless this beat)
I've got a stank ass walk and a reckless ass mouth (I don't give a fuck)
And my shit so
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold, the block is hot as a stove
On the corners
I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I
here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
cast your spell on me
By dark I want you near
Lovin' you is murder
I'm hot and you're cold I don't want you no more
Lovin' you is murder
My love's
the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold, the block is hot as a stove
On the corners
I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
need you
To come and chill wit me c'mon
One, Two, Check it
Mad views on her myspace shit
Just stoppin by, showing her love
While she sit's and all her
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
I'm not explaining shit no
Niggas is sickos
Get cold they fall and watch em explode
Time will tell if that nigga what he say so
Exposed yo self
color is hot pink
I love that gangsta red
[TLC]
'Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly enough for
Man fuck this shit, yo, I'm going the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me
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