Kingston, J.R. Ever since we met that day we were hangin' on the lawn Cuz we always talk about where we are and where we goin' Everybody's tryin' to
Is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind And to lie to you rather than hurt you? Well, I'll confess all of of my sins After several large gins But still
What she said She said to me Take me high on a mountain side She was dressed up in leopard skin And her soul would never be denied I met her down the
I'm not sure What this is between us No matter what they say we've outgrown this place Yeah, we've got to get away 'Cause I, I know I-it's crazy But
You spin around like a broken record It plays your name every time the needle skips It's been that way since the last December I can't live like this
I'm not sure what this is between us, No matter what they say we've outgrown this place, And we got to get away! Cause I am know, that thats crazy, And
I'm gonna remember you You're gonna remember me I'm gonna remember you You're gonna remember me You gonna remember me boo I'm gonna remember you too
I'm not afraid Of anything in this world There's nothing you can throw at me That I haven't already heard I'm just trying to find A decent melody A song
Go jump in the lake Go ride up the hill Get out of this house It's a house of your making It's a house of ill will Get out of this house Go listen
I've got to get away, I've got to get away I've got to get away, I've got to get away I've got to get away, I've got to get away I've got to get away,
C'mon, yeah, Face Mob, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh His name is Jigga, yeah, what's happenin' baby? Wsup, wsup witcha? Tryin' to get this loot Yeah, know what
Everybody i know around my way still der watiting for a miracle to pass dem by, most of dem are known drug dealers i know them well,thats the only way
Well, I can't cross that bridge in my mind Did we dance? One too many times Can I still feel the love as I'm looking at you? Do we hold on or say that
When I go out with artists They talk about language And the cubists and the dadaist And I try to catch their meanings And keep up with all of the martinis
You've got your mother and your brother Every other undercover telling you what to say You think I'm stupid but the truth is that it's Cupid Baby, loving
Someone's in the kitchen, trying to cook me up some trouble Someone's in the kitchen, trying to stir me up inside He's been itching to try and burst my
What do I do now that our love's come to such a bitter end? We've been through too much together for me to be your friend And I can't pretend Oh, I'm