love [x5] Ooooh, I feel love [x5] I feel love [x3] Ooooh, Fallin' free [x5] Ooooh, You and me [x5] Ooooh, I feel love [x5] I feel love [x4] I feel
the page, I'm so in the rage I'm so in a daze, I'm still in denile I'm blowing my haze, I can't get no higher, I'm going insane If you can hear me and
I just came home,and ain't leaving alone Give a nigga one chance, im a have the shit sown I'm a hard worker, i don't need no handout I opportunity and
I'm playin both sides of the fence I spoke in my defense, I stay wit low eyes when I'm bent Yo when, I say N-E I mean Northeast too Bronx county, Trump
force protectors, You don't want to fuck around with the corpse collectors. My partner, Mr. Cloak'n'Dagger. I'm the blazin' angel, known for raisin hell
I'm all about winning But if I were to lose, I wouldn't be upset Cause I'm not a gambler, I don't bet I don't be in no casino, and baby while you knizzow
gorillas Caged fighters, gangstas and killers, Skateboard kids, successful drug dealers, Pro snowboarders, and bikers they all feel us. I guess its the
up above Do you feel it? Do you feel it? Feel the love, feel the love I could not, find in a physical looks, it wasn't there After goin back and forth
at least I'm honest about it. I've got diamonds in my eyes but I'm looking for a harder crystal, I'm feeling for something smoother I'm listening for
pass some time, June 17th, 1979. That's my first time being arrested, I know I did the crime, but I ain't going to confess to this shit. I learned than
don't make no rhymes like these, period Word is bond, ah man I had a good time working with you Mr. Smith Do you think they'll ever recover? I have no idea, I
nigga a chance, a nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gone dance. So whats the matter Mr. CEOOOO You can't look in my face and feel my pain yooo
skills, recently I haven't heard of none Me, I represent myself better than Collin Ferguson And yes, that I do, I'll shatter you It don't even matter who, I
Mr. Experience, how was your trip to the moon? I tear my thoughts with my own sarcastically piercing blade I love you because you make me sick Distorted, isn't
no love lost. now i can't even start this. i see no light inside the darkness. so whatcha want, miss? don't check my pulse because i'm heartless.
of you and I don't know what to do. Oh yeah. Cause I love you and you know that I don't know what I'll do if you don't... I really need you now, but you
dumb for staying now I'm hell of dumb for saying how much I hell of love you when you hell of don't love me. I still don't know why I cried for you so
you. I'm not a cool dude, I don't have a tatoo, or a big cadillac or a backwards baseball hat. I'm not too tall, I can't play basketball. I can't do much
