man I keep droppin poppin plenty, no - dooooopes to keep an eye on what I'm writin, 'nother eye on my - fooooes I'm sixteen but I ain't sweet, I'm heated
Take trips to scrapes bricks with what momma could bake with To make this brief My I.I.T. scholarship was sweet Till I hit the street If the feet as a
I guess an even split. And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment, we're still the pawns in their game. As they take eye for an eye until no one
to chill up on park benches My 20 block radius think we need some barb wire fences Stop bitch niggas like you from easily trespassing Nickel nine shine on your eye
raider of the lost ark (ark echo's) Now na na na na na na, nana nah Super size, super size, right before your eyes I bring in treats like giant sweet
! aw shit, I'm hit (Aw... my eye, I can't see Why you shot me in the eye? I woulda shot you in the body Why you shot me in the eye?) Ridin in the ambulance
Man I?ve had a few But they wouldn?t quit blow me like you You gave me your name and sight With a halo around my eye And it hits me like never before
blink of an eye I can-not-jus-ti-fy what?s going on - it feels so right when it seems so wrong like a plot hatched in the sweet spot of that trap - ask
Bone x2] Livin' legends in your presence Learn the lessings we stressin' It's all platinum We make it hot, hot, hot [Caz] You can call me, too sweet
can it be a part of me You can't even look me in my eye [Chorus] [Bridge:] All this time you made a fool of me You told honey sweet lies I'm fed up
like a glass eye, as I... [Chorus:] As I slide through on foes you know that the baddest women wanna get chose I got em talkin bout swing down sweet
letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P I know you think u got game But baby let me tell you You ain?t got more than me Verse 2: [Cherish] Sweetie I?m no freak
But like Mike and that Presley bitch, the relationship is phony (phony) So baby we can do it, take your time, do it right The whole game's like Richie
the rate You can ask my chef COME ON! I ain't tryin to jip ya hipster I been read your file. Don't get regular now Cause I know the game like Notre Dame
before the myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus
won't play it but hey It'll be sweet like raisins kissed by the sun's rays When we praise the raised Son all because the Son raised It'll be sweet like
your game Hello, I love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you Let me jump in your game She's walking down the street Blind to every eye
give it back graciously exotic Sweet incense, meet the scent of chronic in the air Mixed in with the sex funk in the atmosphere They say love stinks, sex smells Wanna suck that eye