to say you changed me unrelenting it was everything to me. something to think while playing this its hit or miss. theres no point telling me anything
falling through my dreams, breaking me at the seams, i'm waiting for a change, but all things stay the same. if i falter will you follow me? sitting
I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove I'm in the hood 'cause I'm dedicated If I was you, I woulda never made it I'm holiday, so I'm celebrated
I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove (SP) I'm in the hood cause I'm dedicated If I was you I woulda never made it I'm Holiday so I'
God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whoever should believe in him shall not perish but have an everlasting life..." Whats the plan
Track Masters It's a Wu-Tang official right here you know Yeah, the employees of the year yeah we're back to work We took time off, while other rappers
plan to spend the holidays People seem to celebrate the season in so many different ways Some go where the weather's freezing cold while others like it
you play the game Roll the dice 'cause you're allowed to win Pick your number in back of the line Check in the shorts for a holiday plan Is to wear the
holiday, aight You shine, I shine and The whole world looking like a gold mine You get yours and I'll get mine And we'll help each other make it through
know we're just friends, yeah Ghetto pop She's nothin' but a friend, L Just friends, just friends, just friends Now let me tell you 'bout the other
't see the point Preparing for the end You've got all these plans You put all your friends Silent Films I feel, so sad The only thing you talk about is other
Wake wake wake up in Hold on wake They stole all my other shit Keeping my money nigger Fuck all that our talk Life is only what you make it You can take
a quick pase I felt disgraced, I should've shot the bitch in the face Then my other two niggas ran in, each had a cannon Ready to take care, how we done planned
Where I plan to spend the holidays People seem to celebrate the season In so many different ways Some go where the weather's freezing cold While others
count Rhyming gets me papes in very large amount Brother you're wrong, if you think crime pays Don't like gays and take vacations off of holidays Practice
Sack or bag of troubles, make the single double Loop the coin and join the minimum wage I had a plan if I was the man, I'd throw the J Lay it low and
's Dallas In This Bitch The Weather Starts To Resemble The Holidays She Missed When We Were Together It Seeming Like Way Back When Ball Players Hop On The Plane
put the safety on make these songs with the biscuit sittin in my shaky palms i'm a man now (a real man) not the one who went to two colleges grovellin' over meal plans
