: 2 sevens together Like time, indefinite Trying 2 catch the glass b4 it falls Without a frown Can U turn up the stereo? Eye wanna play U this
Two sevens together like time, indefinite Trying to catch the glass before it falls Without a frown can you turn up the stereo? I wanna play you this
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2 sevens together Like time, indefinite Trying 2 catch the glass b4 it falls Without a frown Can U turn up the stereo? Eye wanna play U this old
WHERE LIGHT NO MORE SHINES. MY EYES REFLECT YOUR FLAME. FOREVER I WILL REMAIN. I AM THE ONE, LET ME BE YOUR SON A PRINCE OF EVIL, FATHER. I AM THE ONE
Rasu, Nina Ross, and Skails, Rhythm and Ghetto, Rosiah, 7th Sign murda em all, yep... And like little Capo-Confuscious say "Nigga I'll kill for you." [Chorus] -Prince
that will surely come See life for you my prince has just begun And I thank you for choosing me To come through unto life to be A beautiful reflection
land I duck down, I stick my head up My dick is being sucked down by a bitch named 'What Now' I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange star Look at the reflection
Yeah (DJ I'll Will) yeah Ha Yo Tez guess wat? I'm back from the yearbook with class president flow I'm so I'll with will like fresh prince yo Lil twist
in full drive No jive when I abide, we have a ride With a Stet on the set, us you won't forget We're leavin' our marks, but cashin' T-Boy checks So reflect
you instead, could you believe? He was the Lamb of mercy undying hope of men Waiting for love to come again He is the light of heaven radiant Prince
Rasu, Nina Ross, and Skails, Rhythm and Ghetto, Rosiah, 7th Sign murda em all, yep... And like little Capo-Confuscious say "Nigga I'll kill for you." -Chorus - -Prince
and "Castles Made of Sand" Social ills--hi conscience willed a different type of song Sang about "lead"--click, BANG! He's dead--he's long time gone I remember an ebony prince
It seems to me like every star agreed To meet right over our heads tonight to flex their bright The light collects in your eyes, turns and reflects Jumps
the rebound, fumbling all the lines The light at the end of the bottle - alcoholic alphabet Through the looking glass the proof in my own reflection
silent scream A scream that's borne from sorrow I never did write that love song The words just never seemed to flow Now sad in reflection Did I gaze
land I duck down, I stick my head up my dick is being sucked down, by a bitch named what now I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange stars Look at the reflection
