to let you out You seem to think it's too late don't give up We're not dead he cannot kill me I am your life your voice within It's time to break loose
followed) How you followed me (But you won't see me tonight) Not tonight baby (No you won't see me tomorrow) C'mon, c'mon c'mon Tomorrow, what? Daylight
out (But) Let your senses resonate and leap it in a bound ('Cause) Freedom isn't found inside a visa or a crown And even the voice of reason couldn't
up from a full night of sleep, I put my best foot forward indeed, And as the colors begin to sink, They seem to say to me, C'mon, [x4]C'mon, C'mon, ya
Make Me Laugh, C'mon If It Don't Make Me Math. I'm Like Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha What U Can't Take A Joke, Well I Cant Take Being Broke. I'm Like Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
, my girlfriend is tasteful, livin it up, I might even blow, like a leak in a truck, with a torch and a clutch, And explosion that leaves a whole? of
it seems like everywhere I go, another nigga wanna test Brother don't disrespect yourself and get yourself up in a, vine Cause I'm a maniac with a mac, and a
don't fuck with 3rd Coast These niggaz can't fade 3rd Coast, these niggaz can't fade 3rd Coast You could lose your life, don't fuck with 3rd Coast These niggaz can't
Then lick my ass up and down Lick it 'till your tongue turns doo-doo brown Don't try to be slick and give me a kiss C'mon, baby, we can do this! [Fresh
t stink Check out my - diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling) This be a thug thang, Outlaw nigga with riches Cream dreamin motherfucker, on a
, or summer I'm a winner, I'm ain't a regular nigga, ho (Lloyd Banks) (You should be here) Runnin' wit a pro, I ain't a beginner Niggaz knows, what, you
J. Lo] It?s funny cause, for a while, I walked around with a smile but, Deep inside, I could hear, voices telling me this ain't right. Don?t you know
's gotta be desperation Can't feel no pain when I'm thinking about you Dreamin' isn't black and white Can't make no gain 'til my vision c-comes true Give
I dream In a world that has no time In a world that pays no mind To a heart such as mine I can be Out along the stars somewhere All alone without a care
the center of a block party decorated with banners congratulating Fanny. The neighbors and party guests all sing: [All:] Henry Street, No, it ain't
the pen, here we go again Ain't nuttin separatin us from a mack-10 Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told ya A straight soldier, buckin at the bustaz
gotta Not a little a lotta from rap, a rough rida (Harlem) I'm prolly out in the east getting it in on the loc since I'm a stunna I get em from ten (yeaaa