sing Songs I never sang before If I was your lover I would make love to you Like you never thought it was true Babe, If I was your lover I would
for yourself is I love ya And it's written all on your face (all over your face) That you wanna meet me at your place I don't want To approach or disrespect
one for me if tomorrow never happens Cause I'll probably go out blazin', in a gun fight Cause I only got one life (sup, nigga?!) And I'ma do what I choose
with me and girl I'm gonna make you smile If you get scared I'll take you by the hand I'll show you heaven I will be your dream man I wanna be your,
roman I saw (????) Old mens suffer neck abrasions I told them I was tougher than neck anisa (?) Heckle a nation Like Fidel from seditious i'm living America with infidels and
lovin' I got a lot of huggin' And you can be my muffin So don't be surprised if I lick up in between your thighs And make you cream on yourself Cause I
in my head and now I'm fearing it I gotta tell mom, before she sees me I told her how he G'd me, and she didn't believe me Callin me a slut cuz my butt
she sent me and I cryed for weeks. This one came out when I tryed to speak. All I heard was: Chorus repeats 1,2,3,4. I see blodds and crips runnin
me though? Give a holla to my niggas in the pen. And my murderous parteners wit their Mac 10's. I represent the real cuz I'm ill, G. Glock cocked and then they kill me
where every other had a pops and a motha I was tha product of a heated lover Nobody knew how deep it screwed me and since my pops never knew me my family
alright..") So I disarmed [Serch]And I poured the Scotch And asked the Prime Minister, mind if I watch? ("Oh my goodness!") [Nice]Yeah, I reckon You keep
put your record on wax ("Trust me!") Sign your life on the X You eXit, X-off, but what you really get: A box of Newports, and Puma sweats ("Damn!") Tex
me tense And if I keep thinking bout it it might break my defense And then I'll start drinkin out it like I'm back in my trench And the blood comes out
Diva! I'm a fuck her and leave her! - Nigga I don't need her! I was born alone I die alone! - I be in the zone Bitches won't leave me 'lone, now that
different flopes I'm heavy lover whether diamonds or broads Heavy lover whether cocaine or cars And what I hop in, its my option To shift your mass put
be my darkest day Lately I've been seeing a little doubt in your eyes You used to call me everyday to say the things to keep me satisfied I would move
I am a music lover and some how I get paid this song would still exist if no money was made that's the difference I summed it up in a sentence, see I
and search for the waves Bein held down is worse than the grave I live by the words on the page - I say! [Aceyalone] I jumped on the planet and I landed