slate. It?s so hard to believe that by December we?ll see Europe while my friends at home are decorating trees. And this gift that I?ve received comes instruction free, and
. It?s so hard to believe that by December we?ll see Europe while my friends at home are decorating trees. And this gift that I?ve received comes instruction free, and
I got no idea I'm gonna, I'm gonna lose my baby so I always keep a bottle near' He said 'I just think your depressed, this me, yeah baby, and the rest' They tried to make
this way And I'm a do what I gotta do to get it straight And there's nothing in the world that I won't do Tell me what I gotta do to prove it to you
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged are raped and
to pretend Drink piss thought I was rich cause I was willin' in Benz Rolls royces, and date weed feelin' the hen(hen) And plus I rolls wit the squad drinkin' mob mend(mob mend) And
so sure I want for nothing more than you to fall apart and mend my broken heart so why why do I keep my heart for you oh tell me why why do I keep my
yet, I'm back with a vengeance Keep rappers on their toes every time I make an entrance Who is it? Celph Titled and Motive: two soldiers from the 'godz
the past We could make this one last So will you give me a chance Will you give me a chance I've fallen For you Cause I'm sick of the charade And this silly game we keep
just put up your motherfuckin' hands, you know you're a fuckin' immigrant Put up your hands youknowhatI'msayin'? I'ma start this shit off like this, this
to Let's mend what's been broken Me and you, you and me Let's mend what's been broken Ooh, yeah Don't throw it all away Let's keep this love in
d mend my aching heart if I had my way put on my special smile and wear my sunday best place my bid on life, like everybody else think I'll do all I can do
here, to mend this broken soul, "N there ain't no love, boy," My love is gone, my heart is gone, I have no one here, to mend this broken soul, I was
buck 'em off, when ya hit your leak Tell me what would you do if they killed your best friend? Could you keep your cool, would the wounds mend? If I said
and write, All I need in this life is a pen, a paper, a beat and a mic, Don't give a damn about da money, Every hustle I make, I do it for my homies,
don't need you to mend my broken heart Not afraid you can throw your sticks and stones But this love is tearing me apart I've got a wounded heart And
I wouldn't do you wrong over again Heres the needle and thread To mend your broken heart The words you're screaming Echo in my head You're feeling blue And