Stop and take this all in. It's fate's turn to take your hand and lead you here. Now surrounded by grace, you're covered with sin. And how will you win
Oh, It gets so cold. When we stand in line I feel invisible Uh oh, I've disappeared again. When I'm on the edge I feel invisible. Warm to the touch
Stop and take this all in. It's fate's turn to take your hand and lead you here. Now surrounded by grace, you're covered with sin. And how will you
Up Yeah its hard to think, when yo mind go blank Don't believe it, run yo ass in the paint See when that Keke Pimpin' Pens, we all was making paper Drank
I go down And girl I got that... that make your body... Come over here pretty girl I phone 4 hit me up when you're with me girl Call us... paper... paper
God don't like ugly, It Was Written (ey yo Nas) Nas, your whole damn style is bitten You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers All my run
real bold But I couldn't think of anything good to say So the big ballad strings will never get played Pretty melody I wrote will never get sang Piece of paper
I?ve got a key And a piece of paper in my pocket deep In my pocket piece of paper and a key as I wander through the street War is there a war or is there
I? So what if I don't know the next place where my mind supposed to go no direction, no try, on paper i am barely alive no cause there's nothing going
time that's borrowed My motto's I'll stop procrastinatin tomorrow I took the sorrow from the windchimes, left happiness lonesome And strung up sarcasm to make the melody
shit seep deep into your ear drums Alien fly ass rhymes as you hear them Peep this sound it's from the darkest side of the planet A little tab of paper
and paper right now I know what I'd do... Unwrite that song Unwrite that song 'Cause what he's saying to me don't go with that melody Unsing them lines
, till they time cut off You should chill if you short, prepare deep thought to hit the street again, get it on, get this paper and breathe again Plan
can stop my flow" My malignant melody's a felony, at least that's what they tellin' me Belle and three deep in hell and Tree Sellin' my new T-A-P-E for paper
[Chorus] Every once in awhile U need some ol' skool company Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove And a old school melody When god his son and the love
what we do, stack chips like (Hebrews) Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh) Cause I leave you, I'm only here for that green paper which lead you {