when it began All I know is it?s through I?m not the one you thought you knew Hang On Momma stop the bullet from rushing to my head Hang On Momma
know when it began All I know is it?s through I?m not the one you thought you knew Hang On Momma stop the bullet from rushing to my head Hang On Momma
could sex her But you're standin on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function, high class luncheon Food is served and you're stone cold munchin' Music comes on
light of the city falls You fly to the city walls Take off with your bride. But at the chime of a city clock Put up your road block Hang on to your crown
s harp on the table, that's a crayon in his hand. And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on
harp on the table, that's a crayon in his hand. And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on
no let them sweat ya No grill you with no lecture But dem power drill or dem feul injector Dem a infector Disease collector Nuff of dem a gon on like
And if you think You hear yourself screaming Feel me dreaming More...never leave Hang on Hang on Hang on Little clownz You might just turn the world around Hang on
I'd like to give a shout out to my people on the block For you Silly Willy playin thug cartoon My infrared scope got your movements on zoom Boom new toon
sex her But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function high class luncheon Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin Music comes on
sex her But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function high class luncheon Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin' Music comes on
Uh.. Come on [3X] State your business Come on Let's make it hot Come on (word) Let's make it hot Come on Let's make it hot Come on, let's make it hot (
And there's pictures of keys and of strife There hung pictures of youth and of beauty Of old age and a blushing young bride They all hung on the wall
It's a reflection 1-2-3 go Gonna be a bride for the 100th time Faded beauty eyes with some worry lines I'm not gonna crash in the friendly skies Living on
we got Don't let go girl, we got a lot Got a lot of love between us So let's hang on, hang on, hang on To what we got (Do do, do do, do do) You say you
flame more times than you can tell the best thing you could do for her is to pass and wish her well She ain't dying on her feet, nor hanging on your
