hear no know Why do we feel no one And why do we want no one to know We knew what we wanted before we started This, what we want tonight Before this kiss What we wanted to know Before
blink cause I might miss and I've waited way too long for this. The perfect words at the perfect time. The perfect song with the perfect rhyme compose
home baby, this one is for you The Beatnuts and Chino is like a, first kid for Latins to worship I hurt shit, the wordsmith, perfect to purchase I'm
commadering it The only thing advanced about your music is that you need a computer to hear it This year your independent, last year you was on some keep it real shit, right? The last year before
can think of For you and me to motivate a love Instead of putting things on hold 'Cause all I want to hold is you It's just a matter of time Before we
and get out my life! Now don't stand so close when you're trying to get that last goodbye kiss, I know your moves now. don't do me like this! don't, don't kiss
man on my lawn Police in the living room with all of their guns drawn Out, and the last thing I remember is Uh, last thing I remember is I received a
lights in the bedroom The things we said, the things we did All the talk about the house, the cars, and the kids Yo, I'm not sayin' those things didn'
ya Try and tell 'em chill for real but they don't listen though Till the 4-5th come and kiss 'em under the missle toe And thats the last time I'mma remind
... perfect Chorus: Time this is your time this is your time this is your brain (this is my) Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain
shot ya Try to tell them chill for real but they don't listen though 'Till the 45th come kiss 'em under the mistletoe And that's the last time I'ma remind
say girl, what you say to me, one more time do it like this, c'mon. GIRL * I wanna get lost in love with you and do all the things you want me to. caress
at you I see one If there's heaven on earth then this must surely be And I want you to be the last one to touch me The last thing I remember before I
dim lights in the bedroom The things we said, the things we did All the talk about the house, the cars, and the kids Yo, I'm not sayin' those things
his eyes shed a tear "Arianna, I grow weary; My vision grows dimmer, My hammer grows heavy But I shall not rest till you stand before me" Soon at last
Is that you need a computer to hear it This year your independent, Last year you was on some keep it real shit, right? The last year before that you
's a naked man on my lawn Police in the livin? room with all of they guns drawn Out and the last thing I remember is Uh, last thing I remember is I received
aint say I'm perfect. But you was low on love, what I do; reimbursed it And now it hurts to be around or converse with ya And what's worse is before this
