best in me You are my light and my truth I've found my destiny in you [c h o r u s] You're forever Written on my heart
go Now I know right from the start Your love was written on my heart Your love was written on my heart You're forever written on my heart
Traduzione: Plus One. Scritto On My Heart.
M.F., Theodore Unit 9th Prince, Killarm' My nigga 'Dox [9th Prince:] Aiyo my comrades and thugs in Gangsta Paradise Terrence two times'll slice ya throat twice The one
My Dick, Im Only Spittin To The Riddim If Its Sick, Plus Better Know That Im Coming With A Hit, And Im Diffrent So You Hear Something When I Spit, One
My number one draft pick Now baby how do you feel? Number one, hey oh, Number one, Number one, My number one girl! Number one, hey oh, Number one, Number one
in your heart you'll prepare a place like He's doing for His disciples Don't be alone, better have an aid Satan'll have his way, plus your heart'll block
keep rolling down my face Rolling down my face Falling down my face Tears keep rolling down my face Falling down my face (Ooh oh) Tears keep rolling down my
only you can choose the right direction [Jise-One Of Arsonists] My story in heart, scarify your own opponent No clemicy(?) for the opposed in my way
One: Tame One, El the Sensai] [reggae growl] I diss batty bwoys like Buju Banton, rippin wan-tan destruction Sag my pants to stop the suction plus it
sprung Spoke facts on the track, it's like squeezin' a gun No more crack, all the boys on my back hearin' "RUN" Yea, I changed & came, all them years, on
Rihanna (Baby Cham)] Feelin weak, in my knees, lost my mind, baby please No control, oooh fire with my baby give me stuff like this Feelin weak, in my knees, lost my
got the live special guest for the night?) Excuse me as I kiss the sky Yo one on one through the nasal To put food on the table, I Rush Associated Labels
Angeles, niggaz stopped tryin to make peace a long time ago So it ain't no shock, to hear gunshots, on your block or maybe even mine on occasion Regardless
're both aware My first tv murder the night in anti-poor My hole into a closet of 1984 But when I wrote something lovely with my ink I stopped being humpty dumpty on
we shakin out your tower And demandin our money back, plus reimbursement For parkin and shit, I put my heart in this shit Yo my arteries connect to the
on the low, (on the low), if its right there, I cant let that go (that go, I hope) ima hustla survivor struggler no lie, on dollars plus more.. [Layzie