go head first, you be on that timid shit Get head first, then I be on my Jimmy shit Shitting on bitches with that Chris Brown (give me shit) My niggas
beamin' (We're not losers) I get my energy from my inner G I be in outer space, but I got inner peace So tell my enemies that they can't injure me I
Max '95's I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune Peace to my man Tune for giving his man room Now we
Thought I would always be living wrong But now wherever you are That's where I wanna be 'Cause my faith brought you here My love keeps you here My heart needs you here My
million, three million Brotha! (Yeah) So what about it? Will one million be enough? (Better get two) Well since my man got three Well man you better
can live forever I can be your vacant angel, angel Beautiful dangerous You like it smooth like Ray Savor the flavor, would you lie You can be sick, I'll be
my jaw I looked in the mirror, half my jaw was missing In the back of my mouth, man I couldn't believe it I'm still here for y'all right now man This
one the angels Angels would fall (Aah) Angels (Aah) Angels would fall (Aah) Sweet angels (Aah) I'll come by and see you again And I'll have to be a
t know why she adores me Why I'm the man of her dreams She thinks that I am her hero I'm not even sure what love means Don't let her know she's an angel
over again [Royston:] Your like my angel Perfect for me, that's all I ever wanted you to be Understand when you said that you loved me What kind of man would I be
sun going down Shine through my window and my friends they come around Come around, come around The people might know but the people don't care That a man could be
? And so I wrestle with the angel To see who'll reap the seeds I sow Am I the driver or the driven? Will I be damned to be forgiven? Is there anybody
like blue, right as rain Right as rain I hope real soon, I'll be hearing from 'ya I'll be in the wings, I'll be cheering for you Funny how people think
couldn't be more Tony You love me for me, could you be more phony? Put your hands to the constellations They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
my llama, llama, llama Do my nama see me? Now my llama nama do My llama, llama nama see me Now my llama nama do My llama, llama, nama see me Now my
, eject) Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice Check out my new
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be