roll Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say It is well It is well with my soul It is well With my soul It is well It is well with my soul My sin
and the G.O.P. But the one in charge is plain to see It's Clinton, first name Hillary The next president to lead the way Well, it just might be yourself
gangsta love Yeah, she love it the way I put it on her Blowin' trees, summer breeze, sippin' Corona Lost Dogg, I give it to her right and she like it
, why can't it be Just like it was once before Well you lead the way and I'll find the tree And you catch the leaves as they fall Don't you know that it
I hit it in the morning And can I hit it in the morning And can I hit it in the morning The sun rising while you moanin' And can I hit it in the morning
at the swimming hole With marshmallow sticks and our homemade fishing poles And the stars would guide us home, oh, those sweet memories Well, I love those summer days Drifting on by
deep blue lights it said: Now get the party started It wasn't hard... to get the party started Chillin at the club, pimpin with my money (Well actually
your life proceed by it's own design Nothing to tell now Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine Fare thee well now Let your life proceed by it's
There's a tree out in the backyard That never has been broken by the wind And the reason it's still standing It was strong enough to bend For years,
's born and no one complains Well that's good luck Running through young veins And if life is a blessing That brushes the tops of the trees Well it's
I've put you through) It still amazes me (Me) How you've forgiven me (Yeah) If I could take it back I wouldn't have done those silly things (How do you do it
Is he real, fake or scared Do it like this niggaz right hands in the air Ball it to a fist and put it over your heart Now let's say it all together
label off I ain't havin that This is the millenium of Aftermath It ain't gonna be nothin' after that So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap You can have it
the part of Billy the Bird is played by a flute, like this... The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe... Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All
you, just waiting by your front door trailing you through airport security they were TMZ they were TMZ [We caught this oscar nominee picking up DOG POOP is
by And I know it must be right Too long this heart's been dissatisfied Gonna live it up, live it up tonight I remember how it might have been All I want is
Come fuck with me, now, now, now. Krayzie: This is my family. This is my family, my family. Bizzy: Thug lovesick, my hood is in drug prison. The end is
his head, get it. Pain, on top of he felt it, fucked up himself quick shit. But that would be my crime. Every now and then a nigga feel it, gotta keep
