Running seems like walking. When you're running alone. That's why we stick together. And hold each other close. We are a family and you can never give
prayer Reading each other so close or apart Two lovers joined at the heart Two lovers joined at the heart A light through the wall A pure crystal ball
It's just too black for me It's just too black for me It's just too black for me I'm stuck on the highway leading straight to hell Like any other drifter
like them My boys said, ?That ain't you Ice? That shit sounds like them so I sat back thought up a new track Didn't fantasize kicked the pure facts Motherfuckers
slaves too Word to this fuckin red white and blue People from Iran ain't never did shit to us So why the distrust? The system wanna keep us at each other
analyze And anticipate the moves of the fakes Wonder if the cancers' in too deep, can't sleep Tryin' to diagnose the poison that's increased Injected into a pure
not sure Don't wanna leave your comforts, wanna find a cure We're afraid of who we see in the mirror We wanna let go but it feels too pure Who wants
up, ******* from wheelchairs My heart is racin', tastin' revenge in the air I let the **** slide for too many years, too many times Now I'm strapped with a couple of ****, too
gotta take ya from your man that's my mission If his love is real he got ta handle competition You only knew about 5 months Besides he drinks too much and smokes too
pain And fly again Fly, fly precious one Your endless journey has begun Take your gentle happiness Far too beautiful for this Cross over to the other
man, that's my mission If his love is real he's got to handle competition You only knew him five months, that's right Besides he drinks too much and smokes too
can't stop thinking of you And I never see the sudden curve Till it's way too late And I never see the sudden curve Till it's way too late Then I'm
Ia??m clearly standing here to let you know that No other girl, no other girl, no other girl can bring me to my knees. No other girl, no other girl, no other
, the Hong Kong Fooey, human tornado like Rudy Turning your bomb-ba-zee into doobies Platinum overseas like the Fugees, Japanese Germany groupies, mooshi mooshi, sniffin' lines Off each other
guillotine real bitch that carry gats by the spleen Na mean? Some bitch is on the other line, answer that if it's a booty call cancel that you want pure
m kickin' this Vanilla Ice platinum? That shit's ridiculous Excuse my French, but profanity is all I knew And to you other sellouts, oh yeah, eff you too
in the streets and played on the air But the homey putting us out, wasn't playing too fair Had to separate ourself, bring in a new team But sometimes the other
the beak of eagles, sat with hebrews Broke bread with the holy people Bit from the tree of good and evil Ate this dry fruit whole, swallowed the seeds too
