they give you the oath I'm the one who made the hit when they bring you the toast Like Pacino and De-Niro 'cept they call me Paniro Sad Styles still spin
the oldies It's me Lil' Rob, and the Brown Crowd homies Turn up the volume, yah Natural High I smile for my friends and later on I'll cry For La Raza
Who's house? Run's house Who's house? Run's house Get on the mic and MC Another time I take for the rhyme I make Make me mad and sad because the fad
, And hopes that end in sad conclusions. Oh yeah, Oh yeah (Promise me) Oh yeah (Promise me) Ooo Ooo Ooooo Ooo Ooooo Promise me, (Promise me) Give me
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart? Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue And so my heart is paying now for
't suitable For the cuticles I'm going bad Currently I keep ending up With even less Than I had Record company Is dealing me something sad How do you
') I see you mad at me but my nad's happy 'Cause you losin' and now you wanna take a stab at me She hangin' with me 'cause you foul, nigga And I'm at
with other Type of problems that had held me back Couldn't tell me Jack now I'm gone in my own zone You ain't gotta tell me that, so me trail me back
Why can't I find my one and only? (See I'm looking for a man that'll rub me slow) See I'm looking for a man that'll rub me slow Make me sing real high
them lips And if she act, smack the bitch If she wack, smack the bitch Sad to see the way it had to be Smack the bitch the bitch don't smack me Cupid's snap me
holla at me lata' Don't you know I'm managed by Violator (They shootin'), I'm exterminator I look good, so hate me hater Me and my girls drinkin', where
before we have a relation Playboy, holla at me lata' Don't you know I'm managed by Violator (They shootin') I'm exterminator I look good, so hate me hater Me
, But -ow! she could have me if she really tried. Well Im in a sweat about it, Wo-oh-oh-oh-oah I cant forget about it, Im kinda sad about it, I
on the crazy side, But -ow! she could have me if she really tried. Well Im in a sweat about it, I cant forget about it, Wo-oh-oh-oh-oah Im kinda sad
Your hand and hold it tightly 'Cause I know You'll carry me Take me whole, take me in, take these last six candles And when I'm tired and warin' thin Give me
, so sad you had to miss Shavonne's prom Just some songs off the Marvin Gaye 'What?s Going On? album And her smile lit up the room She asks me if at
you're sad, I'm always here Thank you for saving me from my self Your compassion became its own hell Unequally beautiful inside and out without a doubt
You used to talk to me like I was the only one around You used to lean on me, the only other choice was falling down You used to walk with me like we