it, I promise you I do Your mom walked out on you when you were only two You?ve grown up believing that this country hates the poor You?re a dad three
crashin' fantasy Get high fellas, stand by, here's the plan, see? Sit back collectin' Tecs N checks and Blowin' slow in a Montaro flexin' Beats break heavily word to INS bless me Blow me like three
fantasy... after all, everything I'd be looking for, I've got and even more, sleeping at the end of the hall... I shut down the box, still it's three
t respond Blend in with the snowflakes, Keep holding on, She's on his arm Met their friend on Broadway, She brought the bottle, You know the song Call that "Three
by me... We saw the writing on the wall As we felt this magical Fantasy... Now with passion in our eyes There's no way we could disguise it Secretely... So we take each other
we make three In perfect harmony Just U & U & Me U & U & Me Together we make three A perfect fantasy Just U & U & Me U & U & Me Together we make three
be soldiers but I'm also an assassin I came out the womb with my trigger finger blasting Cock the gauge when I'm up in a rage Three inch double o shell
Mama, I feel so scared For three years Liberty and walking free Was every night my fantasies And Mama, I feel so afraid So swallow me up the open gates
. We weave and spin a web of fantasy. We touch on the pain and fear..... Then whisk you back to the consumer world. Touch the surfaces smooth the veneer, While three
're a threat to decent society. Fuck them. I hope we are. What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them their voice? For
about Someone gettin' hurt I did my share of dirt Yo, I used to go to this chick house And go to that chick house (Come on) Call another chick over, kick the other
in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary But at times unnecessary, I'm gettin' worried Teardrops and closed caskets, the three
Rude boy composer step to me, you're over Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra MC short and black, there ain't no other Trini-born black like Mia
hits play My false smile hides a secret Controls the thought where the trouble begins Hey, I need you for the night It will stop when the dream hits play That three minute fantasy
hits play My false smile hits the secret Control the thought where the trouble begins Hey, I need you for the night It will stop when the dream hits play That three minute fantasy
exactly how im livin Thats how i live Wildein on the streets that we live Thats how i live Tryin to take as much as i give Thats how i live Planttin fantasies
he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I dont project my insurecurity's at other people he feeded