I was talking I was talking to myself Somebody else, talk, talk, talking I couldn't hear a word, a word you said He was my brother, brother I said there
Don't hurt me Don't hurt me Don't hurt me Don't hurt me Gather up the lost and sold (Don't hurt me, don't hurt me) In your arms, in your arms (Don't
All I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love The love that asks no questions, the love
Oh, you already know what it is We got anotha one, boy, ATL (Just throw it in the bag) Wassup Brooklyn? Wassup son? Wassup Fabo? Hey man, I got that black
[Verse 1: The-Dream] Now I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl Yea I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl Nigga I know you don't call
I was walkin' through the city streets And a man walks up to me and hands me the latest energy drink "Run faster, jump higher" Man, I'm not gonna let
You've always been a part of me and now you're a stranger, You promised you'll remain to be mine till the end We both signed our names in a circle and
When the weather's fine, when it's sunny outside Think about the time I kicked a boy till he cried Oh, I could've been wrong but I don't think I was He
listen up y'all ''cause this is it forget that old dance and throw that D lets dance lets dance lets dance lets dance lets dance it's a brand new dance
Every nigga out there wanna be down with the crew Some ain't got enough heart, let me ask you this Would ya be down like a soldier Loyal an' do everything
[Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"] (R) You niggaz can hold it (O) cause I am a throwback (Y) I'm spillin these cold raps, cause I am a soldier (C) You shoulda been
I've got the letter darling read it o'er and o'er again You say that you are really sorry now After all this time I suffered you asked me to come back
Yeah man, this is another 9 inch dick classic We wanna dedicate this one to all the fellas Who got a hard head bitch who just won't listen Y'know? The
Eh-yo, Kinetic What up God? You got that glock cleaned? Soaked those bullets in oil? So yo, I'ma call the Black Knights up And North Star from down in
Yo KL, hook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane and Abel, gangstafied gorilla shit We start tightin' up on these niggas like a nigga been
Here it comes again Drivin' me nuts Can't control my feet Or stop shakin' my butt The neighbors are complaining It's getting out of hand Throw that beat
