Lyrics:
cold
Just to lie down beside me and touch me as if I were gold
One night of love can't make up for six nights alone
But I'd rather have one than none
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
not
Never been a fan
Of a big box store
Christmas shopping down at big lots
Still deny prescriptions
I don't wanna be another
Person in my family forced
interrupted by a doorbell
3:52, who the hell is this?
I gets up quick, cocks my shit
Stop the dogs from barkin', then proceed to walkin'
Its a face that I
I only know I must be brave
And I must face a man who hates me
Or lie a coward, a craven coward
Or lie a coward in my grave
Oh, to be torn
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly, I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink
So tell me what you want
I couldn't love you your way
Yeah, and still you came to see me day by day
But now I miss you all the time
No heart can be as sad as mine
Ain't
lover
Who'll love her as much as I
I like big butts and I can not lie
Letting the days go by
Three hundred megabytes of hard drive
Watching X-Files with
and the past that I had earned
Twenty notches on my six gun marked the lessons I had learned
Many times I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head
'Til
had it mastered by my teens
Started hands on, a nigga still pulling strings
Hotel suites, straight selling nigga's dreams
Motel 6 as I let the beeper
broke out here on the low,
You do not have to lie to kick it man, I swear man.
Hey
[Chorus]
Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you got,
You ain't
Gotta catch a train to nowhere
I didn't wanna lie
I didn't mean to come on strong
But then it's no big scene
Hanging around...
You're just another guy
I only know I must be brave
And I must face a man who hates me
Or lie a coward, a craven coward
Or lie a coward in my grave
Oh, to be torn
businesses. He made a profession of lying.
I'm not talking about an occasional lie -
That does not qualify for ";Big Hat, No Cattle."
I'm talking about
and starin' right at me
He said boy you put your hand upon the hand of Hoddy Holly
Now you'll feel the heavy hand of Big Dupree
Then crazed by ragin' passion he
the barbeque pits and the mini-bikes
Mini-skirts, Hennessys, and the Miller Lights
Domino tables, who got big 6?
Where I'm from we do concrete backflips
Flip
the way, put a hole in your wig
Desert Eagle on me, bitch, the bullet hole big
I don't like revolvers, they only hold six
Yeah, I hang with them demons,
Yeah, ayy
Yeah
Ayy, nigga
If you at the light right now nigga
And the nigga sweatin' you my nigga
Lookin' at you 'cause you got them big boy
chewed a great big hole
In my only winter coat
And at night I'd hear them gnaw
The paper on my bedroom wall
But I still say those were
I only know I must be brave
And I must face a man who hates me
Or lie a coward, a craven coward
Or lie a coward in my grave
Oh, to be torn
Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You
was attractive, but I was here first
Been ridin' with you for six years
Why did I deserve to be treated this way by you, you?
I know you're probably
dry
Could you find it inna yuh heart
To give me one more bly
I won't abuse the situation
This time I won't lie
By mi nightly conversation
Also mi
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