Love's gonna let you down Love's gonna let you down Love's gonna let you down Gonna let you down Love's gonna let you Love's gonna let you Love's gonna let you
is rufus back I see what you thinkin, you want me to die, is that so? Now you left leaning back, thanks to Fat Joe We got reservations in heaven, you ready? Let's
Oh boy, were they loaded. (Oh brother) Cornography. She's aiming them right at us. (Softer, George, it's more effective.) She's aiming them right at
: I won't let you down I will not give you up gotta have some faith in the sound it's the one good thing that I've got I won't let you down so please
Red or blue pill what would you do? When the same niggas you love got hate in their blood I know God's watching over me so is the Feds When love turns
it's us (It's me and you) Nothing's gon' change it, that's a fact (Nothing's gonna change it, baby) Even if ya' girls ain't down for that And even if
your door Why'd you do it you bastard, don't love you no more Sinners beside me, saints on the right And if you slow down, you'll be a turkey tonight
? And you wonder why I ain't gotta rap? I got niggaz that will assassinate you B, lyrically! Really shut you the fuck down!! Don't get your career ended
off for 4 months She said boy if you leave you so nuts 'Cause Imma just move on And you gonna be so crushed Never thought I'd bump into you With another
Yo boy is Fredrick Doug, I sue wassup whats happenin Before there's fingers snappin, You see I pay my dues Every flier that you seen, DJ UNK on one's and two's
metal And let it roll, roll on And I started feeling bad when George stopped loving her today Why don't you let old Mickey Gilly get down on them eighty eight's
Now I'm gonna tell you what all this means From Farmers Boulevard in St. Albans, Queens There's a lyrical technician who came to play Number one b-boy
for you fool Lay it all down for the t-r-u crew That's how it's gonna be [silkk] No that's how it's gotta be I got love for my folks because my folks
revolvers Oh boy, were they loaded, oh brother Cornography She's aiming them right at us Softer, George, it's more effective She's aiming them right
you up-a You don't need no coffee, let me, fill your cup-a Perk, perk, perk, perk you up-a You don't need no coffee, let me, fill your cup I'm a, stimulator
