Lyrics:
Written In Heartbeats by Gloria Smith
My Heart can no longer be broken
There's nothing left of it but tears
Well he stared into his glass
Then
of your son, nigga
Stack it up and take care of that money
You know I ran it all up by myself
And now your bitch drinkin' cum nigga
My diamonds yellow
Theresa May
Recently, I've been forcing rhymes
Eminem does it all the time
Now Shady's forty-five
Anyone still check Shade 45?
By the way, Oliver Age 24
a good day
Surrounded by people that love me
Don't want nothing from me but my happiness
Off the internet, that's when I'm at my happiest
Scrolling so
the counter love, so silently I treat H.E.R
Her Daddy'll beat H.E.R., eyes all Puff-ed
In the mix on tape, niggas had her in the buff
When we touch, it was
boots
When it comes to graduation, he's number one
An expert with a rifal and also a gun
Three weeks on the beat and his weak nerves crack
And fires four
tear, with every smile,
We build our dreams, mile by mile.
(Chorus)
Family love, it's a beautiful song,
In every heart, where we belong.
Holding
whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity (no, no, no, no)
It seems the rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up,
Get 'em
Living life on the east coast
Way back in the day tryna beat most
Anybody that wanna do what I do
Well, let me keep it a hunnid with
them boys to come and get you in that family van
Cold shooters that love them hammers like Yosemite Sam
I'm from a hood where these niggas scared
Or, or "I'm just in love with that girl over there"
So for all the people out there that fall in love with material items
We gonna bump the beat
the sunshine, smoke
Pump primitive pleasure weather is one mind, poke
Yeah, let it bleed, hunting to feed the family
Something to keep our heavenly energies
prevailed
It started way back in the 8th grade
In the small old town where the two both stayed
He came from a family of middle class
Where everything he
up
To all my niggas, get your pay and weight up
If it's on then it's on, we rape beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate?
To this
the counter love, so silently I treat H.E.R
Her Daddy'll beat H.E.R., eyes all Puff-ed
In the mix on tape, niggas had her in the buff
When we touch, it was
Whispers of Love
Lyrics by：fanfan
Composed by：fanfan
In the quiet of the night
beneath the silver moonlight
Your eyes meet mine, and time seems
the rhythm, feel the beat
In your arms, I feel complete
This love story, it's our song
Together, nothing can go wrong
[Chorus]
Heartbeat rush, can't get enough
know I can change your life
I got a big house ?
You got to stop playing with your family
I put my love in it i put my love
I got your face down with
Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
Because we love house music
And on this planet it brings us together
Like a family reunion every week
We eat
We
[Repeat: x4]
It's my style, love it, or lump it
It's my beat, pass it or pump it
And it thumps, like a heartbeat
And when it gets old, it won't get
think it's funny, she open up to me
Get comfortable with me, once I got it comin'
I love her, she love me
I know that I'm nothing like someone her
She might as well speak no English
'Cause she ain't never talking, no
I go hard for what I believe in
(Dj on the beat so it's a banger)
That's
Breaking down these lonely walls.
(Chorus)
So let's destroy lonely, piece by piece,
With love and laughter, let it cease.
Ken Carson, don't you see,
You're
fade
But our dance of love, it forever will stay
Step by step, side by side, till the end of our days
On this dance floor of love, forever we'll sway.
.jpg/300px-Buddy_De_Franco,_New_York,_ca._Sept._1947_(William_P._Gottlieb_01941).jpg "Buddy DeFranco")
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