love you better) No one's gonna love you the way I do Nobody No one's gonna love you the way I do Nobody (I can love you better) No one's gonna love
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain'
to the 15th? Oh man, we touched alota people with this one {see you at the crossroads, crossroads} A whole lota people with this one {see you at the
: You laugh at me and call me i-d-i-o-t. You laugh and turn your back cause I'm not like you're supposed to be. But it's not a question - a question
And my happiness is o'r Winter's gone, the river's on the rise I loved you then, and ever shall But there's no one left here to tell The world has gone
Only Catch You And Track You Down With No Deal, Who You Gonna Rap To Now? Start Your Own Record Company, That's Profound Live Niggaz Gonna Rumble When
OF LOVE! THAT'S RIGHT, YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF LOVE! THAT'S RIGHT, YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF L-O-O-O-OVE!... You're out
t come through And take any motherfuckin' thing you do got We done had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no raw I'm whoopin' them drawers off, takin
one above My sexy strip dancer doing strip club love And no matter what they say I'm gonna love ya right Even if the love only last one night She's
at me, I don't love 'em I fuck 'em I don't chase 'em I duck 'em, I replace 'em with another one You had to see she keep callin' me Big (And another one
And my happiness is o'er Winter's gone, the river's on the rise I loved you then and ever shall But there's no one left here to tell The world has gone
you AKA I-D-I-O-T, don't know Who the hell I'm supposed to be I-D-I-O-T, AKA I-D-I-O-T Yeah that's me, I-D-I-O-T I put up with being laughed at 'Cause
Everybody Give It Up Yo, We Gotta Break Some Back Boys In Here I'm Gonna Sing For This And When You're Gettin' On Down With The Sounds That You Like You Know It's
one of them, yeah one of th-the-them Oh I?m not o-o-one? Well I?m a hundred th-the-then I?m a hundred mother loving stars You?re no lights, you?re an
"He's gonna be the next big hot hillbilly" Well, his record went to number one And the good ole boy went crazy He hired a band, then fired a band He