It's all I want It's all I've got Don't forget to let it in I feel the weight I'm unsure Don't race to let it in It's so alive It's all starting
: It's all I want It's all I've got Don't forget to let it in I feel the weight I'm unsure Don't race to let it in It's so alive It's all starting
my pocket, Sam launch the rocket They wanna rip my arms out the socket, fucking heathens Love to see a nigga stop breathing I heard a voice sing out
whole in my soul (grace grace) What can wash my sin (grace) Say grace; what would I do without Your grace (couldna??t make it) Tell you what lately
know you popular, admitted your club But I just wanna toss you up Before I swallow you whole I need to wash it down Tell your girls Avion, indulge you to hang out
you down Its too late too late too late too late too late to wash my face and hands Am too late to get too high to get, too late to wash my face and
the ball then you double dribble i guess that love is a riddle.. you never listen i dont ever get my point across i washed ya dirty draws, you out with
Like my last batch of girlfriends That I buried in my fuckin backyard Still trying to dig their way out I foam like an attack dog, how late you wanna stay out
It's a still life water color, Of a now late afternoon, As the sun shines through the curtained lace And shadows wash the room. And we sit and drink our
Mmm, oh, it hurts so bad It started out so perfect, something God could only create A union of both me and you on this special day Never once did I take
Verse 1: Mmmmmmmmmmm Oh it hurts so bad. It started out so perfect, something God could only create. A union of both me and you on this special day Never
t know Bitches in heat for niggaz that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Countin' out stacks and mackin' out hoes
Jordan, I don't beg pardons Don't get me wrong I got respect for black ladies But black hoes and ladies, ain't the same baby And lately, I've been checkin out
will fall And wash your dreams Stars are stars And they shine so hard Now you spit out the sky Because it's empty and hollow All your dreams Are hanging out
I'm replacin' the Towers And these niggaz washed up now they faces is sour Mad cuz they broke and lonely and I'm makin them dollars With enough divas to spread out
party hoppin' Keep the DJs buggin' from the orthodox Non Xerox hip hop chatter box It was dope first crack out the box with Scott LaRock How MC's are washed
' point is keep my name out your mouth Unless you sayin' how we repped the Lou, since we came out We've been winners since we came out, yo' mouth keep my name out
were respected Kids talkin' back was never accepted Get spanked and your mouth got washed out with soap But kids nowadays will curse out old folks Then
