Was it destiny? I don't know yet Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet? Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear Now I'm always touched
Thank you for teaching me how to love Showing me what the world means What I've been dreamin' of And now I know, there is nothing that I could not do
If I never knew you If I never felt this love I would have no inkling of How precious life can be And if I never held you I would never have a clue How
Coming out of my wishing well Only echoes lonely hear my prayers I?m coming around to bending My resistance been far too persistent I?ve come too far
I've got a plan to make it rich and famous Lucky for me, for you it's a bitch you ain't in My plans are slowly changing Fame is so contagious I'm willing
I can make um (I can make um) I can make um (I can make um) I can make um bounce if I want to I can make um (I can make um) I can make um (I can make
Don't trip, ya'll know how I am I'm a fool I'm a fool, ya'll know how I am Drop it Drop it Uh, yeah Don't trip, ya'll know how I am Don't trip I'm a
You scare me sometimes Cause you take my breath away Our love is measured By the foolish games we play Don't talk of romance When there's blood upon your
Well the street lights shine Down on Blessing Avenue Lovers they walk by Holdin' hands two by two A breeze crosses the porch Bicycle spokes spin 'round
G. Guthrie/P. Grant Cuando te perdi lloraba tanto por tu amor por la razon de que ya no estas No quieres volver estas con ontra yo lo se que voy a hacer
In your letter, ooh, in your letter In your letter, ooh, in your letter In your letter, ooh, in your letter In your letter, ooh, in your letter In your
Yo, you can't fake it life's only what you make it Front, be a snake, mess around, get your weight it Ex-school boy wanna go and try to take shit Found
Yeah, two guns up motherfucker Yeah, niggaz runnin' around yappin' with dicks in they mouth My niggaz, shit is serious, L.O.X. Couldn?t even put three
"If They Love Their Kidz" If my enemies love their kids only if my enemies love their kids If my enemies love their kids If my enemies love their kids
Yeah Why they don't get a nigga like me To sing the national anthem or nuttin? It's nothin Nokio (Flame, Nokio) Nokio give us a beat baby, some gangsta
f/ P.K.iller, Swizz Beatz P.K.iller! [Verse 1] Y'all gon die, so who gon cry for us hop in they whip and ride for us pop niggas in the skull in they
It's sorta like the Holy Trinity So I'm saying I say it's like three different guns you fuckin' fagots Get shot three different ways Matter fact, make
f/ M.O.P. [Styles] My style's louder than a stereo Fouler than the snake when I kill these fuckin rappers then show up at the burials I don't mean to