all I want is faith And I believe I'll move the mountains I think Or maybe I'll drown in the sea Keep holding on All I got is holding onto these roses
I want is faith. And I believe I'll move the mountains, I think, Or maybe I'll drown in the sea. Keep holding on, All I got is holding on these roses
Remix! Remix!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Real talk word to mother it be the gutter brother Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up
REMIX! REMIX!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Real talk word to mother it be the gutter brother Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up
: [Instrumental] I stepped outside of my little house and stood barefoot on a rock. The pacific ocean rolled towards me. Across the bay, a family of
none of y'all can F wit me Rise to the top like I'm brick in the pot I'm like Allen wit the rock, I ain't missing a shot When I'm down in the Dirty I
t know when I'm comin home (Shine) - Doin X and drank Cris' (Shine) - My life is tha shhh... [Mack 10] I rock em all, brown rocks to baguettes I bang
know when I'm comin home (Shine) - Doin X and drank Cris' (Shine) - My life is tha shhh... [Mack 10] I rock em all, brown rocks to baguettes I bang and
used to play ball eggs after school, eat gritz cause we were poor grab the plyers for the channel, fix the hanger on the T.V. rockin each others pants
, I smoke when I wanna Twenty-six inch chrome spokes on the Hummer This heat gon' last for the whole summer Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner Rocks on my wrist, rose
the great one My blade swung, decapitate your snake head Slit your snake tongue make one false maneuver you a mystery Unsolved, the mob that we robbed automatically involved Musclebound sounds surround commercial thugs Rock
warm in the summer While you don?t wear any clothes In the winter Rememberin' the other day when I sent ya A dozen of them long stem roses You told me
B, none of y'all can F wit me Rise to the top like I'm brick in the pot I'm like Allen wit the rock, I ain't missing a shot When I'm down in the Dirty
alright That?s right, show you right, alright That?s right, show you right, alright In the east I rose, froze in the pose Of a land diseased, flows that coolest summer
dope injected by swollen syringes This flame thrower singes and burns you to a crisp of ashes I'm ill suffer from constant hot flashes Bad rock annihlates
hoes that want my play sh-t gold digger sonar, roam like it aint nothing (?) but look what I made from it Carmelo straight stuntin purple label 8 hundred I better get the four Rose had the summer
lost too much inside Ain't nothing left to hide in the game Hey Rose, how do you laugh in your own show Try to fight the fears that rise within Rock '
