rumors anymore will i survive with all this debts? will i survive with all this knives and this guns in my hands? will i survive? will i survive? will i survive? will i
it like I do Hearts in the air Don't be a fool Do it like I do Why should I care what they say? Just want them out of my 'Cause I'm the king of my own
for "Flaw" It's like I have it all But I don't have to worry Married to the money, a true love story Only God can judge me, I don't need a jury Nothing
your negativity. I'm an optimist, op-optimist, op-optimist x3 I'm a--I'm a-a-I'm-a-I'm an optimist I'm an optimist I'm so positive You'll never get
But I guess I could forgive you tonight When you're cold, I like to burn I cut lines, you wait you turn But I guess I could forgive you tonight Tonight, tonight, tonight Don't
Sound is my remedy feeding me energy Music is all I need. Baby, I just wanna dance I don't really care I just wanna dance I don't really care... care
spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone I know what they don't wanna tell you Just hope you're heaven-sent and you're hell-proof I, I
again as if I don't already see them I'll walk with my head down trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you I just wanna feel okay again
just runner-up's I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this shit La Tucci or Young Tunafish Yeah, I'm goin' back in I lost my mind,
strong as they came, they were gone fo' they came I don't wanna hang, I slapped hands with the rap gods They just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's why Now I don't
I'm holding it close Don't wanna climb, don't wanna fall Don't know where to start it all I can start by taking it slow First I need a hero, I got a
I be her soldier, please? I'm fightin' for this girl On the battlefield of love Don't it look like baby cupid Sent her arrows from above? Don't you
, baby, I ain't even mad And I ain't even fast, I'ma stay a while Hold yo' head Chris, I'ma take her down Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue Baby,
Though I love you like a brother I would rather be your lover Verse Two: Foxy Brown Erybody wanna be Pam Grier now, stare now Wanna know what I
a test A motherfucker wanna go and put a tattoo on my chest Now I'm caught up in the mix and I can't do shit But still I can't ride with program, fearing
I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up Look in my eyes, I'm not scared Sucka, you heard what I said If you don't wanna get dead No, it ain't no cure
Yeah I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like a stutter Oxymoron, don't be dumb I school niggaz like the United Negro College Fund I see you
