, that is mine I am the dutiful lover I am the perfect mother Forgive the sins of others But please, don't pray for me I'm breaking the frame, each
is the perfect weapon, un- earth it and ciphened from delorian doors swivel up, with aviator radar blip for most glorious tittie fuck, cool green over the frame
you residing amongst the introverts do your bowels swell? behind enemy lines? covert all this has been felt continued to complain outlining the frames
could never spell it out These palms and frames that we tear through To cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you Perfection, it's perfection
music (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha) You know how we do, choose or lose from it Pull your shoes up, don't get stuck Or get your frame struck, when
sights and how it glitter for y'all Now don't you feel ????close to perfect???? when a chick is involved She changed you life, and your frame of mind
Whoa! Hey, hey ? Oh, what a ride What a perfect sky to frame your hazel eyes I?d scream on the inside But right now it feels like I?ve been tranquilized
was perfect You get the picture, clear as a bell You get the picture, just hang it on your bedroom wall You get the picture, and put a frame around it
alphabet could never spell it out these palms and frames that we tear through to cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you perfection, it's perfection
s laced up, let the black match '09 was all mine, padlock it, had that My own mind, front line, war like it's Baghdad I took aim, target the frame, I
ha, ha ha, ha ha) You know how we do Choose or lose from it Verse One: Method Man Pull your shoes up, don't get stuck or get your frame struck, when
for my protection Done hit me to perfection I was fucked up in the game While laying in the tub I heard them niggaz call my name My 6'3 frame to be filled
[ VERSE 1 ] Deep in the mind that wide opens Right here we stand alive, we live focused We open-minded, still we die hopeless With our pride broken and
got right quick Open, still kept my feelings tight-lipped Trippin', all game was slippin' Off the hyped bit, always been the tight bitch Keep these cats in line