: time for the final bout. rows of deserted houses: all our stable mates are highway bound. give us our measly sum: getting the air inside my lungs is
Watching cars Will anyone stop for us? Or will we be passed by Be passed on The day passes away The moment cracks along the sidewalk And we're alone
time for the final bout. rows of deserted houses: all our stable mates are highway bound. give us our measly sum: getting the air inside my lungs is
we'll correct collegiate mistakes. a shower of formal ideals. completely soused. the hearts on our sleeves, as they drowned we could hear them screaming
you'll be given love you'll be taken care of you'll be given love you have to trust it maybe not from the sources you've poured yours into maybe not
time for the final bout. rows of deserted houses: all our stable mates are highway bound. give us our measly sum: getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly
Down south in New Orleans The prettiest girls I've ever seen A sparkling eye and lips so sweet And we make love to the Rumba beat A ship's at anchor,
Crash on the levee, mama Water's gonna overflow Swamps gonna rise And no boats gonna row You can train on down To Williams Point You can bust your feet
When I woke up this mornin' Had a smile run across my face My baby from town just had to get down Come and drag me all over the place Gotta drive on
Playa hatin' ass muthafuckas man fuck dat man put that shit out man You ain't 'posed to be smokin' no muthafuckin' weed in court Man fuck dat man they
Oh yeah, ooo, ooo Well, well Oh yeah, oh yeah Listen girl, you want me but he needs you Yet you're tellin' me that everything is cool Tryin' to convince
Verse 1 Oh... Oh... Oh You understand me like no one else does You love me perfect, that's more than enough I can't find a flaw in you, not even one I
I lost my heart Under the bridge To that little girl So much to me And now I'm old And now I holler She'll never know Just what I found That blue eyed
My man Keith Murray, is down wit' us My nigga Erick Sermon, is down wit' us My man Lil' Jamal, is down wit' us My Def Squad click, is down wit' us The
I feel so bad in the morning I feel so bad in the middle of the day I feel so bad in the evening That?s why Im? going to the river to wash my sins away
Ohh, uhh, uhh, uhh Diamond and heavy metal rocker, eight-tray hopper Silk headliner, ain't No Limit to how I shock ya All chrome dated, they superb when