You and me baby You and me baby Oh, you fuckin' knows I love you right But the thing is it's like this You see, I can feel it inside I can't explain how
arsenic cookies And old lace, you tried to save facial; yo fuck that I fold space You musta thought you was canibus trying to eat my ass How does the
(Me ) So let it go, 'cuz my shit is tight Take it how I it give it and enjoy da night (I'm gonna give it 2 you) It's like that, it's like that For da nine fuckin
) A brat is what I (be) Blounts are what I (smoke) And you can't see (me) So let it go, 'cause my shit is tight Take it how it give it and enjoy da night 4 da nine fuckin
the government the school systems, and your parents so fuck you i never want to be around you and your sick disease, and your dead trees and your weak minded dreams of false romantic
Twenty-four hours in my zone when you hit me back, I'm gone Let me alone once again that's fucked my closest friend More, more 'lettos more than ten I'm fucked
get romantic On a subway line Conductor don't like it, says "You're wastin' your time" But, everybody wants some! I want some too Everybody wants some! Baby, how
the closet of my castle of Grayskull I'm possum at grade school, that's how I have to debate you Raps are like cables, snatchin' you fatal That's how
There it is, plain and simple Like Jigga, my game is mental While slow niggaz better know I blow their brains out they temples I'm into black magical torture Romantic
you back on though Just like a yo yo, how relationships go We kickin' out the door but you even before thought so Unpredictable, hard to follow Specially when I don't know what the fuck
Love, four words, explode above a mnemonic device To remember how it feels when I am with you The glass can't hide, my wounds will find the salt around
that's just being honest I wonder why you choosed a cruise through the Atlantic, Ah I get it, you wanted to re-enact Titanic, Your lucky that your man knows how to be romantic
Spanish romantic like Zorro Never soft though, the hard core Don Juan Demarco I find y'all lady weak in this, prompt to her eagerness And be fucking her
Here you stand before me Waiting to be kissed You're a beauty, such a cutie How could I resist It's been a month of Sundays Since we last had spoke
eyes. Lie to me. Here we are, in love again. Congratulations, I'm here as the entertaining fool. Must have broke every bone in your wrist, how romantic
what (you claim) you believe. because what the fuck is so "sociable" about animal-confinement and torture On busting, sexism and isn't strange how
quebec) cop catching a bullet with his teeth. condolence, madame canadiana, but your husband was a fucking (stuck) pig. but this song's no Ut some romantic