Lucille took me from the plantation Or you might say brought me fame I don't think I can just talk enough about Lucille Sometimes when I'm blue it's
harmonica ] Old blue and me who walk these hills just reminiscing But he can't tell I'm not the same something's missing Oh one I'm holding oold blue
world about to change When I laid it on the table I watched his tears as he explained: He said her name is Sarah And her eyes are ocean blue She's almost
got it, ladies, spot it No doubt about it, fly and exotic When we on the scene it's a major plus And whoever facin' us we dangerous If you want it, we got it, ladies, spot it No doubt
penny Fo'sho, you hurt 'em with the new Prada's (True) Check mines they royal blue My shits is baby blue, they powder blue (Yo' shits is hotter) You
haven't sung about. I've sung some songs of sacrifice I've even sung a few that offered good advice. I've covered all emotions there's no doubt. Like
shit Yeah, I can't even yo, fuck that I'm not fuckin' with this shit I'm not fuckin' with none of these niggas Red, white and blue thugs, now Uh That
can get in as well So I got on my cell, called my nigga C. Smith Let this be a jam that we need not miss Yeah, I'm already en route, no doubt Might even
ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an unexplained lone beacon far below the miles of frozen moisture, they unlocked a written history of Blessing from its almost
talking about Well they are time bombs and they are ticking And the only question?s when they?ll blow up And they?ll blow up, we know that without a doubt
me the wine We have had our fill of almost everything turning thistledown laughter I would take her blue cue too late I would say the words almost anything
my newness (Now, by all means) I do a show in New Orleans And get wit b'out it 'bout it Mystikal (Starang, we been missin' you) Last year ATL we almost
when I got home. Black room, blue phone. Don't I know your name? Weren't we almost friends? Guess that depends. Take some benefit with all your doubt
I almost closed the door Canceled on everything we opened up for Tonight the shadows had their say Their sad notions of the way Things really are, damn
my arms to disarm the car bomb its taking too looooonnng something must be wrong i cut the white like you said i cut the blue one like you did i did almost
. To let the devil, the devil take the spirit of man JOURNALIST: As time passed in our dark and dusty prison, the Parson wrestled endlessly with his doubts
the varientsister?? tones i never regret the wake and the as the birth shot forth on my feet not my fins i am a man defending the doubt dont forget gravity