I?m A Sucker For Backwards Drums I?m a sucker for backwards drums And underwater photography If you expect me to fight this war And ignore That I?ve
Wait, can you feel it moving? Hey, the distance is shrinking Feel it spin out of control I can feel it all ending Time is wastefully spending All things
I pledge allegiance to the fags, the immigrants, the drunks, The disenfranchised punks, hidden by rags And there's no such thing as god, for if there
Unbridled debauchery When you bring your body close to me At the time, what feels right is truly wrong And where's the crime, when tonight.... The body
it's time that we We address the situation I know how you feel You know how I feel I gotta say you're a hell of a woman You're like a new drop in the
should stay, baby One more night Here we go, again (I'm writing a note) Making new plans (I'm calling your name) Changing seasons (I'm wearing your clothes) Holding new
Girl:] I'll be the one to make you smile Whenever your feeling down And when your feeling lonely look to your side I'll be around I found love New meaning
rollin' up the dodo [AMG] (I got a new woman) You the onliest one for me (I got a new woman) Nah, really, you the onliest one for me (I got a new woman
nobody else All you other motherfuckers get out my business [Verse One: 2Pac] Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back I couldn't trust
[Tupac] The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called
this time, not this time You told me that my love was all Good for you But when I'm not around There's always someone new With all my trust And every
[50 Cent] New York City! You are now rapping...with 50 Cent You gotta love it... I just wanna chill and twist a lot Catch suns in my 7-45 You drive me
(get up!) Trust me homie I'm not playin (get up!) I have the dance floor off the chain, I said (get up!) I came to bring you that California love And a little New
(feat. Nate Dogg) [50 Cent] New York City! You are now rapping...with 50 Cent You gotta love it... I just wanna chill and twist a la Catch suns in my
I mean god damn, how much money I got in my hand Really don't concern you man But I know why you niggas boot me up Cause I come through pushing brand new
while I'm screwing record labels trying to get paid Red now came up and got it made in the shade with 6 birds a week from N-C today a brand new house
tickin' away You won't get shit if you don't get on up and get it today New shit turn to old shit quick While we killing each other trying to impress
L red bottoms, I designed em homes I spiked them whole damn shoe for you assholes I used to stunt my black card for my new broads now I just whip the