On your own and altogether It kills me inside and on and on Open up your eyes I am falling in love It kills me inside and I'm off and on There's something
we crushed it, gats... yea we bust it... You got me... I'm every Boricuas' papi... without the Versace... girls still clock me, and watch me 5-O always trying to knock me
end it's what we after Even my grandpappy's happy, he got prescribed Viagra Grandaddy, grandaddy what's happenin' What's up, what's up this me Hey let
up!!! (chorus: show me what you got show me what you got hey ladies who's hot who's not) i cant help but believe in these friends bands and the
got no time for debating All these so called rappers that's hatin Radio lies and TV ain't for me I speak my mind when I rhyme it's her story I ain't got
the end it's what we after Even my grandpappy's happy, he got prescribed Viagra Grandaddy, grandaddy what's happenin' What's up, what's up this me Hey
old in the end it's what we after Even my grandpappy's happy, he got prescribed viagra {Grandaddy, grandaddy What's up? What's up? It's me Hey let me
for me I try to see the bright side Sometimes it'd be like the goodness be tryin' to hide Then try to flee, but it can't it's deep inside Sweetie, you
Show me what you got? Show me what you got? Hey ladies Who's hot, who's not? Who? Who? Who's hot, who's not? Who's hot, baby? Who's hot? Alito, I like
line All moving backwards in time There's no connection There's no emotion Everyone pretends it's such a beautiful thing Killed by a memory Tell me
crib i got no coat Legend has it that his shed is possessed marks on his chest Tied up as a devil blessed Unholy senctuary Killed him his wife and his daughter Mary
how it's comin' down Baby, let me run it down, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Jane Doe, Punch, Wor, hmm, umm, e Excuse me, just ate another emcee Sometimes that's
sorrow that you keep inside Release what?s left in you tonight Escape from the branch of thorns in your heart Before? Before it?s just too late And the daemon you hide killed
precious secret. The mirror lives, it breathes, it talks, it lies, it has a personality all its own. It is a genie that grants all the wishes you could ever dream
. The mirror lives, it breathes, it talks, it lies, it has a personality all its own. It is a genie that grants all the wishes you could ever dream, at
it's comin' down Baby let me run it down, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Jane Doe, Punch, Wor..(ahem) umm..E! Excuse me! Just ate another emcee! Sometimes that's