, be mine I miss you I want you to know I miss you My life has not much time To erase you from my mind I miss you... Remember And I will not surrender
the end Where is the love that you're for sent? You're for sent, you're for sent There's too much blue in missing you I believe I was a fool Before you
t fade and said I Had the baddest feeling, maybe you stayed on my mind, said I [2x] Woke up this morning in my, my state, I'm dreaming, dreaming Ain't
it work They think I'm just a jerk, I'm on the outside I never could just steal, I never was too hip I never caught the ride, I'm on the outside I'm
I said of course But if you ain't a sweety indeedy I won't endorse Han Solo till I'm hit by bullets, obey the force Bewitch you and I rich you in better
real Quarter delay at a quarter to six I'm sorry lady done stepped on my kicks, voluptuous tricks Fucking around, and it sucks to be you, But I guess
archaeologists searching for knickknacks Composing musical stimpacks that impacts the song Crack the motor what you think you rapping for? I used to be a mech soldier but I didn't respect orders I
I want, yeah Sena I thought that I was the one Sena I thought, you thought that I was the one Thought I was the one Thought I was the one, yeah You thought I
like Smooth you know you gotta rip on the remix I'm telling these guards better work on your defense I'm Kobe in the clutch you other niggas suck and I
essence of infinity If you measure it at a right angle You could establish symmetry But the image only mattered to just you and me See I noticed the
secret graph expands, Yes a pig is a cop, I got a villian for flock, so when I rake in the bacon I hope the kiddies will watch I hope the flipping of
When you thought that I wouldn't go the length But I cup a cameo and I still got strength So make room 'cause I'm sweepin' up like a broom 'Cause I'm
Voltron with the doors, don't it You say I think I'm hard, I say you think too hard I think you boys' little mind, what I think you lost Engaged to my dough, I
you know me better than rap, niggaz was telling me facts So you can miss me with publicity, if they telling me that never that (*cheering*) (*talking*) Thank you-thank you, I
I would never react But you know me better than rap, niggaz was telling me facts So you can miss me with publicity, if they telling me that never that (*cheering*) (*talking*) Thank you-thank you
for nicknacks Composing musical stimpacks that impacts the song Crack the motor what you think you rappin for? I used to be a mech soldier but I didn't respect orders I
La's born, Brooklyn raised You niggas get more than grazed when I blaze my guage It's not an arcade, dunn, my gun is real as AIDS I'm Holyfield, rappers
