Oh my heart, oh my heart Come on, break me in two Oh my heart, oh my heart Come on, break me in two Oh my heart, oh my heart Come on, break me in two
screams Are breaking my belief That I should matter Oh my heart Oh my heart Come on break me in two Oh my heart Oh my heart Come on break me in two
real sexy when they sip What's my name? Uncle James family rest in peace [Verse 1:] I grew up in a house with my mother Didn't have my punk asss father
my name was Kobe Oh well, I stick to getting head in back of the whip This lil' bitch sharp teeth, might of skinned my dick [Hook]
(feat. James Gadson) Oh Jesus can you help me now, (Jesus can help me now) Oh Jesus can you help me now, (Jesus can help me now) Oh Jesus can you help
Oh Mr James Dean, he don't belong to anything Oh he left before they could get him With their ways, their wicked ways Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you
you understand me, now baby please Pull yourself together, do it very soon My heart's on fire, come on and take I'll be what you make me, my darling Oh
Oh, Mr. James Dean, he don't belong to anything Oh, he left before they could get him With their ways, their wicked ways Oh, Marilyn Monroe, where did
man, disgraced the race of a atheist Intercepting missles with my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my
I buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money Man all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my bridges than jaw my dick and swallow Leave drawers
Oh hu ho ho oh hu ho) Do you want it? (Oh hu ho ho oh hu ho) But you don't need it (Oh hu ho ho oh hu ho) Until you do, (Oh hu ho ho oh hu ho) until you
fuck it I'm paid I can't even find it, empty spot inside my safe I got carnies on my eyes, Louis on my case Lobster, shrimp, and calimari right here chilling on my
; my Nike Airs buzz light-years ahead of my mic peers Quite scary to look at, a nightmare, where my book at I'll write fear- In the heart of you tight
man, disgraced the race of a atheist Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my
you met your match tonight Oh, that's right You think you'll knock me off my feet 'Til I'm flat on the floor 'Til my heart is cryin' Indian And
but you met your match tonight Oh, that's right You think you'll knock me off my feet 'Til I'm flat on the floor 'Til my heart is cryin' Indian And
