I am love Sprinkle myself around you I am love Shower my warmth upon you I am love Lalala la la la la (La la la la la la la, yeah) I am love Shower my
this Artist, that I am today So to M.J., I show my love, respect, race and God given talent, I always loved your ballads Had me running to the store,
take up a collection i got game like i read the directions i 'm wishing that i had an automobile as i feel the cold wind rush past but let me state that i am
Oh how you love that sound?I don't think so It ain't no room no mo', it ain't no punk in this ho I throw blows lift muthafuckas off they toes While y'
Nigga I'm a hazard like Michael Jackson in khakis Touch kids but I do that with a semi-automatic With or without traffic I pull my shit out and blast it I
us that is only obvious The first album I vomited, the second I colonic'd it Ain't nobody fucking with me, I plutonic'd it Bet I got some slippers on,
Lebo] It's the R-A-To the K-I-Am If I wasn't, Then why would I say I am? Microphone fiend, Eric B. for prez I used to slum and blast er till my batteries
i wanna be How u do that i call it dope boi magic Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden How u do that i call it dope boi magic I get it nine
you've put me through Now that I'm the blue gangsta (I'm the blue gangsta) What you're gonna do You ain't no friend of mine (I could never fall in Love
How you do that I call it wite boi magic I get it nine in tha morning by night it just plastic How you do that I call it wite boi magic I'm fresh ta
I am the chairman of the wooden stand of anyone trying to take my seat quick I'm on some Canary Wharf to Wall street shit no Michael Douglas but I'm
Love her like Oh, oh yes I love her like Oh, oh yes I love her like Oh, oh yes I love her like Oh, oh yes I love her like Oh yes, I love her like Egyptian
a collection I got game like I read the directions I'm wishing that I had an automobile As I feel the cold wind rush past But let me state that I am
fuckin' job yet So I gotta do this bullshit (I can't take it, I'm done) I don't think that I can sing another fuckin' chorus I think I'm gonna jump off
? A fucking chair master? "I sit down. I get up, I sit down I get up, I sit dow, I get up" The door master "I open the door, I close" What the fuck?
YOU SAY OR DO THAT'S THE POINT THAT'S WHY I CAN'T SAY I LOVE YOU I GOT MORE THAN A THOUSAND PROBLEMS ON MY MIND I'M COMMIN' FROM THE DARK AND LIGHT'S
the block, two for fives Deep in the struggles but need the hustle Weed and blow shit I make the block bubble I'm to the point where I'm playa hatin'
