: sitting here thinking of you thinking about what i should do. if you only knew how i felt inside, i've got nothing to hide. and i will never hurt
: woke up next to you this morning, and it seemed that without warning, i fell in love with you again. and when i leave your house today, i wish
: Another night Another fight What could be so wrong (be so wrong) I wish we'd seen us What could be between us All along Could this be our last dance
: started that day, on the beach and under stars. you took my hand, we walked down to the sand. and since you've left, everytime the sun has set
: How close did i come? perhaps i'll never know the journey is so long i wonder where it goes the clock is ticking down until my car explodes the bacon
charge you like ten percent on the dollar, but you know how go it feels when they say... [Repeat 4x:] You can pick it up today It's 15 minutes away
(feat. Chino Xl, Kaoz) [Intro: man speaking] In seconds, letters we write In minutes, a line or two An hour perhaps a paragraph In a day, with a page
when I'm about to turd my pants, But the captain is seat belt fastened. So my ass is just passin gas And at last I escape when I'm minutes away from clinically
asbestos, though I'm fixing up a 60 pack Where the kitty cat, mice run around the damn sticky trap Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter Threw it away
him, but I didn't do it I opted for the walk-away, watch the busta talk away So mister policeman, you can put your chalk away I mobb back in the club
wanna rhyme wit you, laugh wit you, hug you bugz But I can't and you was so close to seein dreams A coward came along and took you away from the team
spoken on shattered breaks It's a black hole soul with my faith as I take Break Minutes back with father time to coordinate seconds I surround the 11
at 12:49 Nigga I'm a gangsta I stay on my grind Who knew 11 minutes later I'd get shot wit my own 9 I was 2 beeps away from a flatline When you a bad
101 and one forests 100 days to abandon 99 percent 98 minutes 97 daughters dollars 96 men in uniform 95 faces 94 pages 93 million miles away 92 johnson
don't go slow It's 11:22, and at 12, I ghost, yo [Dent: Rap] Yo, slow it down lover, bout a half an ounce I got 38 minutes just to make you bounce So
Lupe Fiasco] Well I heard like group of cows That all your enimies wanna shoot you down They got ak 47's and a bunch of mac 11's Semi automatic weapons
Nigga we got three minutes to get in and out this motherfucker and when you get in there don't act like no bitch (shot) Freeze motherfucker, alright
she dropped her gun, another pulled a switchblade John attacked her, grabbed the knife and cracked her Colin kicked the gun away The others got scared, and tried to run away
