Growing up without malice I saved my life and my soul Now I'm the mistress of all my dreams I promised but I didn't keep the secret I don't cry anymore
Screaming Growing up without malice I saved my life and my soul Now I'm the mistress of all my dreams I promised but I didn't keep the secret I don't
head like a cone With the color like a stone I was on my own Will anyone one believe me I'm gonna tell you something now You gotta keep it to yourself
, that's all yawl know Keep a nigga under the spell you under control But yo, I seen them make people slit they wrists Weakness, pussy make a spots they secrets
keep my head up Head up and take as much as I can, can Understand, I need a plan, pray and fear no man I keep my head up Head up and take a as much
the sheets 'cause I swear there will be time for you tomorrow = yeah, yeah, yeah the hood of your car and the Florida skyline you told = me your secrets with your head
a fact Suga Slim just signed a, million dollar contract Lil' (?) Capone thuggin quick to bust yo' head Watch your tone in that mansion is where we lay our head
madness' favorite little corner Cause even Shadows have Shadows and my secrets are eating me eagerly feeding I scream in my dreams Away but they keep
what the hell for Nothing and no-one under the sun could ever get thru that door Guardian of the great war machines keeper of pain destroyer of dreams
in fact, I'm the superintendent of the school Uh, yeah and I'm back on my job I press and twist knobs Just to make your head nod All you wack rappers need to keep
Slim just signed a, me and him a contract ? Capone thugin quick they bust yo head, watch that tone In that mansion is where we lay our head at We play
his head I said, "Sir Isaac, you dumbbell, take my advice Go right back there and sleep beneath that tree And if you let that rotten apple fall down on your head
I don't gotta have a secret lie or an alibi Everybody knows why I'm here Not just for some crack, get a bottle Let's crack you over the head with a
head. I said, "Sir Isaac, you dumbbell, take my advice. Go right back there and sleep beneath that tree. And if you let that rotten apple fall down on your head
candy My candy girl (Imajin-Chorus) (Baby DC- Verse 2) You know you're my whatchamicallit Damn my Reeses pieces A little spice Ain't nothing nice Can you keep a secret
made But I cant keep no secrets, I wish that you would always stay Last night I dreamt the whole night long I woke with a head full of songs I spent
Bumped off with white house pots and pans A warning to mediterranean governments The secret police have been embraced for decades The nkpd and cia keep each other's secrets
