Put the fuckin' mic on Mic is on Joe Crack the Don, uh Yeah yeah, y'all Irv Gotti What's luv? Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad It should be about us Be
When I look into your big brown eyes And I feel like I'm in paradise I want you by my side 'Cause I'm affected, affected Yeah, I'm affected, affected
Everybody's telling everybody off It's the last thing I wanna hear You've been killing me for days and days it seems But the truth is the thing I fear
This world can be Full of undying hate There's no sympathy It's so hard to find someone Who truly cares out there As I look around I see so many problems
Let me call you sweetheart I'm in love with you Let me hear you whisper that you love me too Keep the love light glowing in your eyes so true Let me
Back in 1994 I fell head over heals for the boy next door I prayed every night and day That God would turn his head my way Graduation he moved on Broke
Try to ride it Try to hide it Deep inside it ______________ Try to love it Try to hate it Try to touch it But you can't feel Hit by something Hit
How do you stop yourself from Falling apart and going under? Lost in a world that's got your Name tag, name tagged and your number One by one, they will
Life goes on, life goes on, life goes on You sucked me in and played my mind Just like a toy, you would crank and wind Baby, I would give till you wore
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I was lonely I guess, the night that we met In a tavern down on old Broadway And there were tears in her eyes And she whispered a sigh Stranger, please
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love? Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love? Now, men want racism, black folks in prison, me bar What's goin'
Sometimes, you gotta be direct with the people, y'know like Give it to 'em (c'mon) Yo Give it to 'em GET, UP, NOW Yo, we keep it type raw, and know exactly
[Royce Da 5'9"] Yo Ivy, let me know when we rollin We rollin? Aight.. I mean, I been through a lot man Tommy Boy thing, the bootleggers You know, life
I wanna be a cowboy's sweetheart I wann learn to rope and ride I wanna ride through the plains and the desert Out west of The Great Divide I wanna hear
Yeah, uh, yeah, loyalty She was sixteen maybe seventeen, uh Who you gonna trust? And life goes on (2002) The timin' ain't me it's like, please goin' through