Word came through in a letter One of us changing our minds You won't need to guess who since I usually do Not send letters to me that are mine I told
I'll take a rocket to the stars to Escape catastrophe See time is tickin' on and on and on and on And life's in short supply So send me on a no-return
cosmic Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face Sends
eveyone To protest against your calculated greed But I can see into the future Won't be long before the welfare Send me letters telling me how much they need
where the home fires burn Well it's two thousand miles and one left turn Dear Mom and Dad Please send money, I?m so broke that it ain?t funny Well, I don't need
Deadly Sin To me the Seventh Deadly Sin is hardcore rap And I'm very proud to have been a part of that throughout the years I'd like to send peace
to death While your crew's on the tape, Donald-D break Syndicate comin' through, I'm talkin' to you Flexin' hardcore, what could you do? When we roll up you send
and small towns in America That go over there and fight for that bullshit That most of them don't really have anything to do with So, I gotta send peace
do a kick door And pull a few licks Some of them parents on drugs Some of them never been loved Some of them want to be thugs Some of them just need
who act funny ima expose dey ass,think my career over wit ima show dey ass, call my NFL cats i need a couple stacks, hold me down my nigga,i need you
cause where you drivin is not a lane And rest in peace to Pimp C life is not a game, Taking over the world no pinky just a lotta Brain He bout to send
Dogg - as inmate] Nigga quit trippin; why you flossin hittin switches? You need to send some flicks of some bitches (aoww) They got a nigga workin in the kitchen Sendin
Listening? Is Anybody Listening? Walk Into The Room And You Can Smell The Clive Christian Scent A Lot Of Niggas Threatened My Postion And Thrillen Bars You Think Im Writing With John Krishenpen I Need
of escape Gonna break every rule or bend them all outta shape It ain't a question of how, just a matter of when You get the message that I'm trying to send
phone i said my girl went through my cell phone [repeated] [Ludacris - Verse 1] So Im getting treated for my sex addiction in my private clinic and I need
you just take it as its cool 2 con-tinue 2 do whatever like i'm STUPID Im not i just love you alot And im not gonna stop I just need a little talking
rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track, let the story begin, begin, begin Hold up, this shit need a verse from Jeezy (Hey!) I might send
