, Exactly how you'll go. The moon and stars they glistened through your hair, And you looked so perfectly lovely, But there's always a nightmare, That comes along with every love story
Tired of always saying sorry It's just another fighting story And I can barely walk a straight line I'm tired of learning life the hard way I wish that
they wanna see is us risin' Economically, astronomically it could happen homie Follow me Hip-hop's the black goal mind and soul Refined as we roll, another ghetto story
a brother's gonna have ta go Or either try to find a job so I can help out I'm in the ghetto, I gots ta get myself out And when I get out I gotta try
high, your love takes me to the sky if i fall, i wont care cuz im safe with you cuz im in love with your story and im love with your smell and your smile
Just When I thought I Couldn't Fall No Deeper Somehow I Bumped Right Into Himmmm I Guess The Game Of Love Is Ready To Begin Another Page Added To The Story
I'm out for mine just to get one nut (Yeah.) Splackin' every day, always wearin' the glove A bitch must be stupid to fall in love (Ha!) So bitch, if you
, at the same time it's like a year falls when away. it's another maze, would they have it any other way, it's another case. face it, another page, price
another story of a guy getting himself into a bad relationship that he can't get out of. He says, "When you fall in love with someone who doesn't love
a soldier to the fullest Down for his homies, always the first to spit bullets All he wanted was to be a thug Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love
out them tits Sipping on that fine shit, I ain't use to buying I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory Like taking ho's money, but that's another story
Port Arther, Texas Real gentleman, real singer, real story teller Real gangsta, a true veteran of the bid'ness Y'all show him some love, talk to 'em
's such a dang shame ?? to the buck, did another dang plan My stage and my government ain't the same name I'm a rock star, love it that my wallet chain
What's up ese Nah, last night was the bomb homey We got tore up ay But I woke up with this big hangover Lemme tell you, a little story about the cantina
do? That's why (Love's gonna get you) (Love's gonna get you) (Love's gonna get you) You fall in love with your chain You fall in love with your car Love
,000 years ago, the stoning of a young man His story written in the crops near Spokane In England the face of a dead woman shown Etched out a wheat
stuck a gage out the window break yourself for that dank and your cash foo try to take my grip and then mash Im like what, heh Im not going out foo I bust out
new piece, same Byzentine I'm still sippin' lean, I'm still watchin' "Scream" I love wearin' platinum, but my favorite color's green I'm hoppin' out Ferraris, my house is three stories
