Texty:
Chasing Taylor

I've been searching for a passion, something to carry me away. Between each and every day to date, i seek for faith and patience. Don't yield to circumstances

Its started with the way you looked tonight that i can't deny, how bright your smile shined, painting pictures of these memories. Take my heart for what

Ive been waiting for the skyline to call. Ive been waiting for the right time to say A salutation to the morning light, red sunrise. A celebration to

bangin' on these niggaz on a regular basis Big paper chases, facin' felony cases Made it to be famous, livin' hard and dangerous Steppin' on these bustas with my blue Chuck Taylor

Yeah, Dirty South baby, Ludacris Shout to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn Taylor It's goin' down Yeah, Funk Flex, Volume Fo' Disturbin' the peace, Def Jam South

the house? My big homey just got out Used to be down now he's just crack ad He's bout hard as Darth Vada In his sweat shirt, khakis and Chuck Taylors

Writes me letters and sends me checks She's a humdinger folk singer Late one day in the middle of the week Eyes were closed I was half asleep I chased

Let's watch the tide chase the waves onto the sand I wonder if a broken heart feel the warmth on my hand Don't wonder how a piece of driftwood could see

girl Tailored, silent, the oyster and the pearl Soft young flesh, master's so mean He's shackled my ankles, his ropes burn my waist When you chase me