Starts off like a small-town marriage Lovely wife and life, baby carriage Now all the stars have cars, success of course But it ends in Hollywood divorce
Murderous material stacked up Peace to mazes, for real Meditating on life Gold, word up y'all Crazy fly, dedication, to my people Word up, peace to all
't the same. [Fred Schneider:] This word is something strange. [Loeb:] I'm wet, [Phife:] I'm cold, [Lenny Kravitz:] (waggles diaper) I need a change, [All
giving you everything (I m giving you everything) all that joy (all that joy can bring) can bring this I swear (yes I swear) and all that I want from you (all
real, first passionate kiss And there's Vada can't admit her jealousy Of her sister Veronica, and how she's so pretty And how she's so pretty Lastly
, late night freaks. Belita woods: She's just a pretty face, and she doesn't even use her own name She stole it from a magazine She's just a pretty face And the words
space ship, I use my microphone So hold on tight, with all your might 'Cause I'll be rappin' like this for the rest of the night It's Jalil, y'all, your
my strongest Bring something to the table though, earn ya keep Then I'll triple it and all I ask in return is peace Ain't with the arguing shit all the
is just a pretty lie. So go ahead and make your move and shake it up and make it feel like love. And when he's telling you you're pretty, So so pretty
then a lion ain't kno need in trying I live where the sky ends Yup! you kno this Never lying, truth teller that rihanna rain just won't let up, all black
said I'm caged in, I think her conscious is, She watching them dat oxygen, I'm watching ESPN, But when the shows ends she all in my skin, Lotions, no
, anymore Tell me, are you with me I called to you, several times While the change took place And then arrived, all night And I died But all these songs
We got everybody up in the club, hands high goin ho-ohh, ohh-oh We got players, ballers, hustlers and they back goin ho-ohh, ohh-oh We got all of the pretty
soon as the shit ends But for now, they're following everywhere that we go In your words, make sure you tell 'em Nivo [Nivo] I keep trying to tell you All
waiting for... All the pretty girls on a Saturday night. Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes. Will you break and take all the words
caught up in that freaky gold-digger Jamborees Chorus I caught that ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word That ill vibe Tip {word Bust?} yo yo word
Mimi, but she shyly suggests they all go out together. "Tell me you love me," he pleads. She holds back, at first, but as this duet ends, they sing together