: sitting here thinking of you thinking about what i should do. if you only knew how i felt inside, i've got nothing to hide. and i will never hurt
: woke up next to you this morning, and it seemed that without warning, i fell in love with you again. and when i leave your house today, i wish
: Another night Another fight What could be so wrong (be so wrong) I wish we'd seen us What could be between us All along Could this be our last dance
: started that day, on the beach and under stars. you took my hand, we walked down to the sand. and since you've left, everytime the sun has set
: How close did i come? perhaps i'll never know the journey is so long i wonder where it goes the clock is ticking down until my car explodes the bacon
time but you're still on my mind, so baby talk to me You took her she went from the ghetto streets To executive streets electronic beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11
East 11th on the train And that's when I remember Patty from West Philly She said, I'm in your area, three minutes away So I stop texting, no more texting
the graves I do the splits like Prince And shoot rattlesnakes out my fucking fingertips I make the sky red with cracks in it Give me a minute Stand
coming out the graves I do the splits like Prince And shoot rattlesnakes out my fucking fingertips I make the sky red with cracks in it Give me a minute
, though I'm fixing up a 60 pack Where the kitty cat, mice runnin' around the damn sticky trap Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter Threw it away
where are we Twelve months away from where we're going to be Procrastination's not happening So why put off today what you can do in a minute Maybe
I present the death of The Cool Well I heard like a group of cows That all ya enemies wanna shoot you down They got AK-47s and a bunch of Mac 11s Semi
above me saying, Girl you'd better get back home But I feel lucky, I feel lucky No tropical depression's gonna steal my sun away Mmmm I feel lucky today Well, 11
to go down I've been looking for the things not found So far, so far away, I'm just doing my best today With all the cigarettes and alcohol and a few minutes
can role play, I'll be a dirty cop headin' up ya block makin' it hot Locked you up in some handcuffs throw away the key to the lock I'm 24-7 like 7-11
when I'm about to turd my pants But the captain is seat belt fastened So my ass is just passin' gas and at last I escape When I'm minutes away from
into the flight of Apollo 11. The Apollo 11 space craft continues on its frontside pass above the moon. We're now less than ten minutes away from, eh,
PS2 at 12:49 Nigga I'm a gangsta, I stay on my grind Who knew 11 minutes later I'd get shot wit my own 9 I was 2 beeps away from a flatline When you a
