Letras:
Close To Home Picking Up The Pieces

around your eyes. I'll wait for you tonight. These lonely nights are calling you as the stars are falling down around your eyes. I'll wait for you tonight (Thanks to Close To Home

? We walked up, stomped they asses and blew they buzz Mics get sandblasted Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid Sprayed your motherfuckin' crib up

gimme some of you, I give you some of me You look good, baby must taste heavenly I?m pretty sure that you got it all recipe So pick it up, pick it up,

you drop I test that, fragile as a crsytal (Will you get mad and go pull out your pistol?) or will you be a man and pick up all the pieces and put it

some of you, I give you some of me You look good, baby must taste heavenly I'm pretty sure that you got your own recipe So pick it up, pick it up,

to coast yeah I laughed and boast Man do-si-dos, too many comin close to [Chorus] Touch what I never touched befo', seen what I never seen befo' Woke up

gimme some of you, I give you some of me You look good, baby must taste heavenly I'm pretty sure that you got your own recipe So pick it up, pick it up

, nigga, raise up Safe to say them suckas wanna see me caged up That chapter's over, pass the mic, and set the stage up Throw yo' A's up, tell my P.O

bomb I went to pick you up, you were lookin' so tough In your tight black mini skirt Your curves were jumpin' out, I had to close my mouth 'Cause baby you're a piece