I'll show you two hearts on fire You're reaching out with your eyes Got me so hypnotized Now that you realize It must be time for love Hold me with all your might Take me on
remember Tonight, a love that will never be ended Tonight, tonight Let me take you where there's no return Where dreams can all come true I've got the feeling we've been holding on
I fall apart And I need you now tonight And I need you more than ever And if you'll only hold me tight We'll be holding on forever And we'll only
WHO AM I Who am I to understand The ways of love a grain of sand To fall between these fingers That I hold Who am I that you should trust A wind that
in mud Jam on our faces, we want to be loved We are all children growing so fast Walking on water, hearts made of glass If i hold you as close as i
blue in the face But you can never ever take my place I stay strong whether right or I'm wrong Through the struggle I will live on You can speculate, on
When the song come on hands in the air , (4x) We surfaced consumer's pre-purchase Guess who's back on the charts and he's nervous Elite service, amongst
supply of Air Force One Nikes If your love is like a one to your real And 106 and Park or my own label deal If your love is something I'ma hold on to
don't prolong Play the studio and get my flow on And sell weight on a later base My older brother kept guns on his waist in case he air the place And walk straight up on
immigrants work the garment district for low wages Nigga's Pop's crazy alcoholic wit swollen lips My moms be on some ol' fat cat shit It's economic, supply
my eyes on his mink and I didn't give 'em A chance to blink when I dodged up on 'em Pressed the forty up on him shocked 'em Made his head stand on end
I didn't really care Act quite naturally She said Went on a boat going down by the river Plenty more supplies Seen a lot of planes going up in the air
of 'Nam Duckin' bombs on the rendezvous with Miss Saigon Calm assassin', showin' my face so they can know When on Beatstreet, I paint a picture like Raymo On
plagues Cancer? That's just icing on the cake, I nurse and feed ya Cause you drained me of my sap with taps of perverse procedure I hold your family
Like Vaseline on the faces of Black Georgia We shinin' deeper than petroleum jelly We in the air like conversations on celly And just appear like stretch marks on
studio and get my flow on And sell weight on a later base My older brother kept guns on his waist in case he air the place And walk straight up on you
rhymes, but I peep the bogus On every known level, I'ma stone cold Rebel Clothes is crisp, I rolls Gold the Wrist I was schooled how to tuck, hide and hold