'll be mine' Or fuck it nigga, just keep imagine killin' me fine Now you, scrunching your face tryna ace attainment When you should be tryna find a place to base
Is it in or outside rapping, calling out to me once more The fit and fury of Lenore, nameless here forever more And the silken sad uncertain, rustling
't Compton Still money passed around like we takin' an offerin' I'm somethin' like a phenomenon When they see the sad happy faces, they know the drama
Oh, a strange, strange woman, don't trust 'em from the start Or a strange, strange woman will try to break your heart Now woman don't feel sad, don't
Covina, this aint Compton Still money passed around like we takin an offerin I'm somethin like a phenoneman when they see the sad happy faces they
love's force field is too solid to be shaken Where each child grows up to be great women and great men No depression or loneliness and no sad moments
mine' Or fuck it nigga, just keep imagine killin' me fine Now you, scruntching your face tryna ace attainment When you should be tryna find a place to base
is it in or outside rapping calling out to me once more the fit and fury of Lenore nameless here forever more And the silken sad uncertain rustling of
to orbit the earth. It was spoken again in 1998 when he returned, having been a U.S. Senator) "Happy birthday, Mr. President." - MARILYN MONROE (Apparently intoxicated, singing "Happy
be mine' Or fuck it nigga, just keep imagine killin' me fine Now you, scruntching your face tryna ace attainment When you should be tryna find a place to base
