Lyrics:
no more
And then I tried to call you
You are so pretty
You catch me by surprise
You are a devil in disguise
Do ya really miss me?
Is it true,
How do I turn the page
Knowing you won't be in the chapter
This pretty little thing
With no one to
Admire
If a tree falls
With no one to hear
Did it
to love only me.
Yes, and I ain't sayin' you ain't pretty.
All I'm sayin's I'm not ready for any person,
Place or thing to try and pull the reins in on me.
Hate that the muse comes in waves
Wish for more tunes in my brain
Wish I could choose when to break down
But I'm way used to the pain now
Interstate
near ya
I won't come near ya) i tell ya, what I say
From the very first moment you
Walked in on me life
Everything so pretty everything so nice
do?) Feel on each other, and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another; let the party begin
[Chingy]
Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel party
I've always been this pasty
I've always been this shape
I'm just a teensy-weensy thing
Passed on by itsy-bitsy apes
I'm laying down and I'm
What a poor thing
Feet bound back ribbons for a ring
Wander a minute, over the hills is a couple of cynics
Chill by the lake, you know it's fate,
And late that night
She'll decide
That she has had enough
And piece by piece
She'll attempt to take her pretty face right off
Well the outside may be pretty
deep inside our heads
Where we like certain things to have a certain edge
But do we really need that
Little green, little green, it's such a stupid book
the street yo
Tough times nickles that's bigger than dimes
You know the flavor
Roughneck city ain't nothin' sweet kid ain't nothin' pretty
New York be
Red sun's fallin'
Pretty thing's callin'
Wants to meet up and maybe crack a tall one or two
Little county road rendezvous
Say, "I'm 'bout to head
me
Yes, and I ain't sayin' you ain't pretty
All I'm saying's I'm not ready for any person, place or thing
To try and pull the reins in on me
So
I found a woman
I felt a true love
She was everything
I'd ever been dreaming of
But she was bad, I didn't know it
Her pretty smile never did
baddest
but tha squarest is tha one who ain't darest and grab this
tha mother is other, than a great big follower
snatchin', catchin, cookies by rookies
Penny lover, don't walk on by
Penny lover, don't you make me cry
Can't you see girl, who my heart's beating for
You're the only girl that I adore
Speaking of things used
And speaking of things abused
It's come to my attention that
I've recently found my muse
The forces of inspiration are
Finally being
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
what really killed it for us
I don't want to let you go shawty
You know you were my muse, know you were my shooter
Would you answer if i hit your phone
head when he rides by
But I remember when we shared a vision, you and I
Worked hard to build this altar
We made it earn its keep
The cracks across
Bet I got infatuation down to science
But I’m pretty oblivious to
Flashing the right signs
You know I’m inadequate at
Grasping the concept
Most’ll
Things can't get much weirder
This can't get much worse
Don't know why you wouldn't kiss me
But it's a good thing I asked you first.
You were a big
I have been fighting the good fight
But each unrecorded night
Still tangles up my mind
I'm haunted by these gaps of time
And the things that I forgot
meant before
When you close your eyes
And try to realize
All the things would change
But they won't change by surprise
'Cause deep inside you is a door
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