of me went weighless For the first time in my life There was nothing I could say It's like a miracle from the stars above Paralized with fear I was overcome with love
: (Dan Hill) You ask me if I love you And I choke on my reply I'd rather hurt you honestly Than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge you On
: (Barry Mann, Dan Hill) You ask me if I love you and I choke on my reply I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge
bullets run str8 to yo tummy im lettin you know that dhis shit is real man fuck all dhat change im fuckin wit bills you at dha bottom im climbin dha hill
you love it, the game is so irresistible to touch You should see me when fienin' for microphones that I fienin' can clutch Droppin' bombs, combinin' the club attracts like the Ol' Sugar hill
m forrest gump Bu-dump, for your trunk Get you hooked like crack hooked humpty hump I catch the *real* with more sick humor than benny *hill* I slap you
their own games Let the freedom of youth captivate you Let this song last forever let this song last a day Let our love last a lifetime let our love
to perfect love What in the world are we so frightened of Why can't we gamble on desire Let the spark of love finally catch fire So close to perfect love
', Heav' chillin' Check it out, who got the hottest record out? Heav' Water, you can't hang, yo' bread short 'Til den, I'll be in Beverly Hills chillin' Ladies love
tip bullets run str8 to yo tummy im lettin you know that dhis shit is real man fuck all dhat change im fuckin wit bills you at dha bottom im climbin dha hill
you can Leonardo DiCaprio They say I'm not a real blood The hood is backin' me though Niggas like Deebo White Boy (Fog and Knot?) Ask Big Dan if young
Slaine) This is a movement; a real movement.(La Coka Nostra). You motherfuckers talk like you a movement but none of yous are moving. I walk the hills
(Barry Mann, Dan Hill) You ask me if I love you and I choke on my reply I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge
(Dan Hill) You ask me if I love you And I choke on my reply I'd rather hurt you honestly Than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge you On what