Texty:
Close To Home Promise

My face will be the last thing that you see. So throw away the past and every promise that you swore you'd keep Lay down your comfort So I can tear this

all morning. She can make you feel high, Full of the single greatest commodity known to man: Promise. promise of a better day, promise of a greater hope, promise

't get to spend time together Just you and me nevermind the cheddar And though we barely speak on the phone Could tell by your tone, you hate bein home

Feel your heart beating fast Hold me close make it last We knew this day would come So take a breath leave me and Was so scared of you leaving Wish we

the nude, on the cruise, we gon make the news. Sex great, sex tape, ready for a Youtube. Damn, it turn me on we do it in ya momma home. Father long

I'm most at home in darkness Birned and blinded by the day- it weighs heavy on my heart But i take strength from its harshness For my spirit shall ascend

It was valentines day, February the 14th My baby took me to a special place Said, he had a surprise for me He told me to close my eyes, so that I could

'nuff ain't got no scrilla And sho' nuff he don't got no scrilla told ya Helplessly claim that I shorted you out Voted you out, closed you out Nigga

none in the physical form Let us face, nigga, you cant do me no harm Up here shakin, wishin me well, but deep in you heart You wantin me close to make