if something's there for everyone, got to know how to get it, it's only there if you want it now, it's a song it's a good time it never ends. time's going
if something's there for everyone, got to know how to get it, it's only there if you want it now, it's a song it's a good time it never ends. time's
name? Light my way Lift my head, light my way I can see my mother in the kitchen My father on the floor Watching television It's a wonderful life Cinnamon candles burning
If the roof on fire, man, just let it burn If you're talking 'bout money, homie, I ain't concerned I'm a tell you what Banks told me 'Cause go 'head,
Ooh, you're searching for something I know, wont make you happy Ooh, you're thirsting for something I know, wont make you happy Ooh, you did it all again
with you makes me shake my head then smile and yawn I'm worn out but I'm beaming and it seems that we are dreamy as we head out through that strange
my happiness I want a fearless love I won't settle for anything less Now I'm not here to lay the blame I understand when you hold a flame Heads will shake, heads
's gone If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn If you talkin about money, homie, I ain't concerned I'ma tell you what Banks told me 'cause go 'head
time The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned
chatter in the background Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down If you don't know, I recommend you check And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads
on the matress where your kids lay J Hood, D Block, respect the name and the click Whoever ain't feelin' this song could suck my dick Garbage bag around your brother head
I had to learn it, Beef is like a blank disc yeah I had to burn it, They finally showing me respect but I had to earn it, I?m heading to the finish line
burning sky And that's the Burning sky Oh, and by the way I must tell you Before I sign off that I've got a meeting next week With the head of a big
to be just physical But now it's just too emotional for me I wanna confess but I can't Tell my girl what I want So what do I do? Let it burn inside
They must don't know, I ain't that nigga to be played with, Different stages, way back in '88t, Bet a nigga like Mike'll stomp the head of a snake, My
our hands And it stretched for centuries To a diary entry's end Where I wrote You make me happy, oh when skies are gray You make me happy, oh when skies
our hands. And it stretched for centuries to a diary entry's end where I wrote, ?You make me happy when the skies are grey You make me happy the
low They gonna know me wherever I go Into my bed with her kerosene my mama creep Set my flesh to burning, whilst I sleep I burn, burn, burn, till my soul burn
