Its all in my hands now Turn my world upside down Is what this day has done to me Up against the wall with so much in my hands I wouldn't change a
can all get along and on and on Till the break'a break of dawn This jam will never play out because the grooves too strong Guys grab a girl,girls grab a guy If a
to give a nigga like me the rope And when this shit hits There's gonna be a lotta white kids rollin with the Africans You can't sweat skin Cause ??? a
is not lost Sell everything, without love day to day insanity's king I will pay day by day, anyway, lock, bolt and key Crippled but free, I was blind all
You are all a real man can need And ever ask for, this is love This is more than a crush It was all up at Rutgers, I saw with your man Smiling, a coach
is more than a crush Hey lover, hey lover This is more than a crush, lover Hey lover, this is more than a crush Hey lover, hey lover This is more than a
what I believe within, I engrave within my skin And one thang that I ain't is a saint without a sin How could there be a now if there never was a then
' away Like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a bat out of Hell Oh, like a
all the same Crack, cocaine and ghetto fame Cold hard cash and a bit of a name And I've see it all, so I need a change Lost too many brethrens to the
And that's word to my father, send a bird to my father Dove love, R.I.P. on his early departure I'm just merely an author, but I'm purely a baller Every
word to my father, send a bird to my father Dove love, R.I.P. on his early departure I'm just merely an author, but I'm purely a baller Every Friday,
make a move, before I choose to make your guts run All over the block, 'cause my stomach's in a knot And it growls twenty-four hours a day around the
' like the big old C It's just one hard rapper spittin' a rap Not three or four sucka's or a couple of saps Like born to Mack, I'll cash a check Walkin' 'round like a
bright, they make me pure They make me pure, they make me pure I long to be with you They make me pure, they make me pure I long to be with you
keep up, all he got is bodegas But hey, he only got enough a for quarter water and a now or later Anyway, grandma say Jesus'll be here any day Good, '
a diamond and I fall through the atrium, my life's falling apart the shards in my cranium sharks in my aquarium my body in a pine box too heavy to carry
