my beginning know my end Yo Konvict calm my soul pray that I live & I hope the lord forgive me for all of my sins Chorus [Akon] Saw my life I could
I have - my family, my niggaz, my flow, my grabs what [Chorus: Pharoahe] - 2X My life... My life... My life... My life...
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it, black Jesus Dancing in my revelation Underground pop civilization Concrete poetry to feed my mind Old symbolism was left behind There's no way I could be stopped Was taking my
We like black, white Big striped, famous super sizing We don't care what you put inside it Wrap it up in ribbons It's the life style that I like I'
me. [Lloyd Banks] He ain't Kraft material, champagne for cereal Shorty stole my heart, criminal, my lucky charm Efrock clothes and Lear shows, type kind of stuff we on Stuff all my
about? I'm in the club doin' my two-step, I pulled about 8 broads already I'm just getting my feet wet But I ain't even knocking yo style 'Cause I'd
their style from us Hey yo, I once was a kid with the other little kids Now I'm ripping up shows and them fans going wild with us Tell mommy I'm sorry This life
Starship You were a problem child, been grounded your whole life So now you runnin' wild, playin' with them good girls No, that ain't your style, you
hey (Verse 1) I don't share I'm not that type Girl if that's you Then walk on by One of many Mot worth my while But one and only Now that's my style
I had the time of my life And I never felt this way before And I swear this is true And I owe it all to you Oh, I had the time of my life And I never
can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my
I'm on the run for my life It's seems that everything that you said was right Has come undone, lost my sight But have you ever thought you've done your
, I'm richer bitch I got a brand new flow, man, soul cleansed Got a brand new soul, man 'Cause lightnin' struck my plane's wings and energized my things
young Don, the heron mover You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle Motherfuck your pit with no muzzle So chill Cuzo, let me blow for my
the last bitch standin' Not for long the buck the forty four strong Just like that she was gone, now it's over Assumin' I'll go back to my everyday life
I remember first day that I saw her face The feelin' I had, sorta felt like my birthday Beautiful, I must say, she was my earthquake Cute face, nice shape, she made my
