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I could go back to every laugh But I don't wanna go there anymore And I know all the steps up to your door But I don't wanna go there anymore Talk to
Yeah, this is Ice-T I'ma slow it down for a minute I wanna talk to all the ladies out there I got my man J-ell in the house I got a message I wanna send
God knows I tried everything I could to stay inside tonight But that boy's like a sore in your mouth that you just have to bite Him number one is shakin
Come one and all and see the broken man, talkin' to himself He sits and waits for something better, he'll never find it here The people touch his hair
Chea! It's dat incredible shit Talk to ?em It?s too many beautiful ladies in this house tonight Felli I think we need to hit ?em off something, proffer
Yeah, D-Block Styles P, you wit me dog? Hell yeah, let's get 'em, yeah Let's go You get smacked with the hammer, nigga play your position 'Fore rigor
Isn't funny how some people never practice what the preach Isn't it sad that the strongest arms still to short to reach I watch him struggle with the
Baby, I can't figure it out Your kisses taste like honey Sweet lies don't gimme no rise Oh, for what you're trying to do Livin' on your cheatin' and
Young girl, don'??t cry I'??ll be right here when your world starts to fall Ooh Young girl, it'??s alright Your tears will dry, you'??ll soon be free
I was only a kid When I said goodbye to you Ten summers ago But it feels like yesterday Lost, scared and alone Nothin' I could give to you I tried, I
f/ P.K.iller, Swizz Beatz P.K.iller! [Verse 1] Y'all gon die, so who gon cry for us hop in they whip and ride for us pop niggas in the skull in they
She came in through the bathroom window Protected by a silver spoon But now she sucks her thumb and wanders By the banks of her own lagoon Didn't anybody
VERSE; look beneath colors To sense real creations All color bloom From within Oh, all colors are deeper Much, much deeper than skin Oh, look ALL
VERSE; The past is past And what's past is dead But when I look Into my children's eyes The past is still alive And all the stuff That hurts inside
Here I stand amid the roar Of a surf tormented shore And I hold within my hand Grains of a golden sand How few how yet they creep Through my fingers to
Free my heart to feel again Free my mind to understand To run undeterred Pull the blinders from my eyes Let me see the endless skies Drown me where I
Withering tree, bearing no fruit Never will see an evergreen suit Reaching right out, out for the sun Broken old branches, fall one by one Into the arms
