me When time go by you'll soon forget me They say he was the king of bling, jewels, and Bentley's Then I use one of my lines just to prove I'm guilty
hollow Screaming feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacifying Feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacifying 2: Magdalena Overcome by your Moving temple Overcome by
scared to book em when you get uptight [ verse 3: johny c ] Now I'm the prince of rhyme, and all of you cry And I'm inspired by the beat and all you
to go to the back of the line Look back and you find tracks that make you relax and recline Now cats rap about packing a nine when they lacking divine Inspiration
My feelings, nay, but used him as a muse An inspiration, something to adore But rarely did I think on what I'd lose If ever my affections were replaced By
of a knife Undeterred by their antics Henry went on with life And drew up the plans for the last train to paradise. It all started when he first came
it for me. [Pro Green:] I'm heavy, I'm colder, Better me? No sir! I could tear apart MC's but I'd rather read a book on childcare by Kerry Katona, No
[LEAD:] Heavenly Father, its me once again. your humble servant in your presence, with this fire burning deep down within. I begin, by recognizing your
fooled, his food, to do the will of Him who sent him Until his belly was full Now that's fuel for fire, used to inspire You to inquire about the truth
new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York Lights is blinding, girls need blinders So they can step out of bounds quick The sidelines is, lined
boys with me Say whattup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee Tell by
My feelings, nay, but used him as a muse An inspiration, something to adore But rarely did I think on what I?d lose If ever my affections were replaced By
Nobody do it better, there ain't a truer Ripper I did this separate imagine what we could do together Inspired by GOD, inspired by the sufferin' Was it done by
to go to the back of the line Look back and you find Tracks that make you relax and recline Now cats rap about packing a nine When they lacking divine Inspiration
Now who you know leave the scene Messier than canvas's by Jackson Pollock Throwing multicolored thoughts at a rapid pace I make a mess you dissect it
makin song chorus: we could kick it off slow with a bottle of wine or get straight to the old punch line either way it starts its gonna end with an all
a dive into his famed(?) inspiration for staying alive Swam to the shore Stepped upon land Walked up to a whore Grabbed her by the hand and said Hook