know they won't back down Retribution IS THEIR ONLY CROWN. Over and over they try to fuck us over Empty hearted with picture perfect smiles OVER
give up {Keep ya head up} [2Pac] Now here's a story bout a woman with dreams So picture perfect at thirteen, an ebony queen Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile
I can paint a perfect picture I get deeper and deeper, I told ya I'll get ya I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby Turn a quickie into
sweatin I can paint a perfect picture I get deeper and deeper, I told ya I'll get ya I'll work that, murk that, just the way you like it baby Turn a quickie
just sweat and I can paint a perfect picture I get deep and deeper, I told you I'd getcha I work that murk that just the way you like it baby Turn a
me for .. now my back and i am feeling like a taxi feeling like how i'm feeling if you feel like you're gonna ask me picture man on the tv tryin to sell
hair tied back. She saw us come rolling up in a trail of dust. She said, "Henry ain't here but you can come on in, he'll be back in a little while."
hard to find So I started wearing warpaint and I gathered all my friends For Cecelia we'd be hunters 'till the end She was built for a perfect picture
hard to find So I started wearing warpaint and I gathered all my friends For Cecilia we'd be hunters 'till the end She was built for a perfect picture
you smile and hang you out to dry We'll dress you up like a doll, you'll be a winner tonight You look like a model when I turn off the lights You're
' I can paint a perfect picture I get deeper and deeper I told you I'd get you I'll work that, murk that, just the way you like it baby Turn a quickie
by Oh, are you doing any better? Are you somewhere lost inside the same big sky? That picture of the both of us, it didn't quite turn out We never really found the perfect
me Guess she was fine With a head to thigh inspection, yeah With my back against the wall I play it casually Man I don't know but when she smiled at
the road is hard, never give up Now here's a story bout a woman with dreams So picture perfect at thirteen, an ebony queen Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile
hair tied Back, she saw us come rolling up, in a trail of dust, she said "Henry ain't here but you can come on in, he'll be back in a little while"
a perfect stranger like it's making you proud And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile She said Pictures