then she started talkin' mess about love and romance Till she noticed the bulge growin' in my pants Should'a seen the girl's eyes as my body expanded
body jerkin' I ran over to him, put my hand on his chest Hole like an apple in the side of his neck His eyes glanced up, his body jerked once more There
Yo, I met this girl the other night Hype super dope body and face, her mini skirt tight Talkin' 'bout legs and lips, mindblowin' hips Had to cross my
If you been where I been you gotta feel me An example of what a street dream means Man I made something out of nothing Started out hand to hand on the
for wine, still handle Patron When them other ho's call, I hand her the phone And she hand 'em the tone Yo what's up, girl? Ain't gotta ask it I dead
well For the white horse of heroin will ride you to Hell, to Hell Will ride you to Hell until you are dead Dead, brother, dead This is a revolution
But I just want to breathe Falling My world?s up and I?m almost Falling My hands
Hey, baby I just asked your daddy If I could take your hand He said, "Boy, over my dead body" Guess I ain't his kinda man But I love you and you love
a dream So I made her say I, I Now she got her hand on my leg Got my seats all wet in my ride All over my ride She look me dead in the eye Then my
of the day And I took the horses up to the stall Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt It bein
to him for answers and he answers all and the bell tolls on inside the castle wall (bring out your dead) the dead are now buried and the plague is at
drippin' over my body Dancin' gettin' just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Ah, heat is up Ladies, fellas drop your cups Bodies
[mya] Remix Uh uh, uh uh At the university, uh Raekwon, noreaga, no-body Movin' on [r] yeah [m] who da hell is sabrina? [r] i don't know what you talkin
level ground Shake your seasick legs around Dead of winter in a logo town Signs of life are soft and flickering Need a bed to lay my body down Dead
I could talk to my brain cell Come on, what? All the dudes with the banjos Chicks with the wicks Animals with bananas I got my hand like a mirror With your hand
chill off the stove On the train they cannot feel Lost my head beneath the wheel Now she steals my body home The trees are fake, the air is dead The
woke up on the ceiling And I couldn't find my hand They took me to the judge His eyes a'glowin' red The courtroom was filled With witches and the dead
Chicken George became Dead George stealin' chickens from my farm Damn, Another dead pigeon If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians Nobody's shootin', my body