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The W S Frank

some fun Played our music and he put us on the run Frank was a contractor Is he after you? Frank was a contractor Is he after you? Frank started the

his day was far from boring. Souped up Ford, V-8-289, running down those punks was always on his mind. Frank was a contractor. Is he after you? Frank

fill every void in my life. Oh, so right for what's wrong. Fingers reaching; searching for the touch Of love's first meeting. Something tells me that You're right for what's

a different vision of love Tender kisses and hugs Making me weak in my knees That's how vicious it was...I'm From the gutter girl You know it's vicious

't need that love, when you G's like us And your Jesus piece is sim-u-lar to Biggie's And your life story is sim-u-lar to 50's First they hate you, then

deceased Little Kim, don't conversate with real G's Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets, you knew we... I'll let them suckers know it's on for

I see you Mase) And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big) Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like B.I. Frank White, your "Bad Boy

: (Sol Parker, Henry W. Sanicola, Jr., Frank Sinatra) This love of mine goes on and on, Tho' life is empty since you have gone. You're always on my

it's our city Here the man come with the anthem, hands up It's time the thrill is back New York, let's stand up [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Rakim - talking