Some day you'll look in to her eyes Then there'll be no goodbyes And yesterday will have gone You'll find yourself in another space 500 miles high You
Yesterday, just a photograph of yesterday And all its edges folded and the corners faded sepia brown And yet it's all I have of our past love A postscript
baddest chicks Shorty you don't believe me Then come with me tonight And I'll show you magic What? What? Magic I got the magic stick I'm a freak to the core
of girl you wanna marry The kind of girl, you'd walk the whole world for Put her on your back and just carry Her attitude is hotter than the earth's core
chick that was rooking It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before But you, you put the apple that was rotten to the core I put the
cube its too complex girl, you assuming, cupids looming my mentality's caveman stupid woman my life is Truman show, all I have is music hoe I stopped chasing every chick
the track baby, flip the script like this Big shouts to all the weed spots and all that who know how we do Me things no money sat on Monies chicks Fillin
what a Bianca is, Most of 'em want to diss, Don't come unless you want the biz. It ain't nothin' but real women in my circle, not them phony chicks,
streets dog Everybody gon' run when the heat go Like rain through ya big-body window You didn't know? Yo Wait a minute, I roll with the slab dog J-Core
I'm a silver dollar Ice 'round my collar, the Diamond Princess It's a lot of big money in my sentence Marble walls, Formica floors Shoes by Jimmy Chu's and Michael Core
waiting to exhale Waiting to exhale with some competition So come in and test well The next one gets hung and chip of a chisel I'm making chicks sizzle
kinda girl you wanna marry The kinda girl you walk the whole earth for Put her on your back and just carry Her attitude is hotter than the earth's core
kind of girl you wanna marry the kind of girl you walk the whole world for put her on your back and just carry her attitude is hotter than the earths core
warm it up, get it up My niggas and my bitches get your hands, get 'em up I gets rough ride, get it raw like never before Hard core explore, nigga to
Tryin' to settle down ma, stop actin' all fiesty Cause 'i don't wanna be a playa no more' Know it's soft, but I cam with a 'core For the love of money
is the anthem, Immortal Technique and Green lantern Don't say shit bitch, you don't want the check check To become chick, chick, you know what I'm sick