tell you I have to do everything around here Sign on sign off pick up records pick up trash cut commercials Cut the grass carry out orders carry out garbage answer to the boss Answer
it in vain Two people made for each other In a love that's greater than that of a brother God brings two people together In a love that will last until
But was it in vain (no) Ah two people meant for each other Love that is greater than a brother G-d brings two together In a love that will last until
Wheel ever turnin') You turn around and say, it's last orders You fix the ribbon in your hair Tomorrow's letter by the hall doorway Could be the answer
I have tried to die, it never worked out in the end But it kills me knowing that you could take away this pain Now reading the letter last minute she
Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever send your @$$. It's been six months and still no word. I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters
My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters
' no pain Now, here I am straight and sittin' in the back Hitting 16 Park Side lane The driveway was the same, as I remembered And a butler came and answered
thats the way I be, One love to the late great easy e Larry flynt, hugh heffner, and ron jeremy Huah! I get pussy you know how I do, Call the crib last
about to make me bleed Like an ulcer in the stomach of the beast Like a little girl on a bed that was years ago deceased Resurrected last night with a letter
me on the phone, Uh, You can write it in a letter, babe,'Cause I really need to know. You can write it in a letter, babe,You can write it in a letter
last night I got a letter saying baby won't you please come home She said that she was lonely told me that her love was true I dreamed I answered that
Look out across the fields, see me returning Smoke is in your eyes, you draw a smile From the fireplace where my letters to you are burning You've had
had been answered at last The postman was passing and picked up the note Addressed to the Master and these words he spoke Straight up into heaven this letter
the man Freddie Foxxx Unpredictable attitudes can fill the air But when you're in the mix with the Foxxx, you don't care Love goes on, might last forever
broke nigga Know you all relate to this shit that I wrote niggas Lots of my mans trapped up in a max Penatentary, sending me letters, I answer back That
still remember the last one But this time will be different until I do it again Stared at the ceiling for over a day But none of my questions are answered
kids dying and starving, I wish somebody would feed em Nobody playing their part, everybody being greedy I got letters from jail with my homies tears on it (tears on it) Put his last