you by the hand I'm gonna walk you to my house So I can hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you
you Keep you for myself Gonna take you by the hand I'm gonna walk you to my house So I can hear you, I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you
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the hand I'm gonna walk you to my house So I can hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you
see the dirt I've done before I quite the flame, if you can see what I see, you see me poppin the chain, or you see me scrappin, I pull out and pop off
you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one [Chorus: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah!) You can
stop inbetween the ears Objection to make you cirular Work you just enough so you can work yourself [Hook] [Verse 3:] Overly anxious can't just wait
I need to hear The only voice that leads me on So I can find my way back to you I had a dream the other night When everything was still I thought I saw
hot gym and you know you don't, even think you could Scream and cry for help, you know you think you should Then you whisper to your friend saying that you
along wit the hips I can't knock it, try it but I can't stop it It's in my blood, like the same way I love chocolate And all I hear is [Chorus] If tonight
I lie, you don't know how I feel It's hard to love the place somethin you ain't never had the structure to feel [Chorus] Before I go I wanna leave this
you that when it starts to rain Everything's the same I can show you, I can show you Rain, I don't mind Shine, the weather's fine Can you hear me, that
, I don?t mind, Shine, the weather?s fine. I can show you that when it starts to rain, Everything?s the same, I can show you, I can show you. Rain, I
comes down) Everything's the same (When the rain comes down) I can show you, I can show you Rain, I don't mind Shine, the weather's fine Can you hear
the grace of good odds go you, go I, go we all, but we don't. A greater chill than the lake winds at morning: knowing you've been heard but the city's
ocean Can you believe this Little Engine? What a foolish Little Engine!" And even though I'm all alone And those are voices in my head I can still hear their hearts stop beating I can
killed I see you little motherfuckers, up in it, can't chill I hear your heart pumpin brothers don't think it can't spill I came from Louisiana, bananas
I don't want it, that's why I'm rarely seen in public If I were you I wouldn't waste time readin' rubbish I don't care what you say nigga, you're a nigga
