the sun goes down and once again it's time to waste away the week so well prepared to remedy the memory of anything and everything the glass the poison
i'll make this slow and deliberate and i will tell you all the things that i've always wanted to about all the nights and the memories you're so hard
There's a fire starting in my heart, Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark, Finally, I can see you crystal clear, Go ahead and sell
as we say goodbye to yesterday a chapter ending but the stories only just begun the page is turning for every one......so i'm moving on letting go holdin
to be alone. I love you, and that's all I really know. I talked to your dad -- go pick out a white dress It's a love story, baby just say... yes. {
I'm starting to lose my sense of humor Everything's so tense and gloom I almost feel like I gotta check The temperature of the room Just as soon as
on the gas No brake pads, no such thing as last [Chorus] [Eminem] There they go, back in stadiums as Shady spits his flow Nuts they go, macadamian they go
that (police car) We're doing ninety in my Mom's new Porsche And to make this long story short When the cop pulled me over I was scared as hell
There?s no way (No way) No way (No way) Nowhere to go (There?s no way out) No way (No way) No way (No way) Nowhere to turn (There?s no way out) I?m
Kelly Price: There's no way No way (No) No Way No way (No) Nowhere to go. There's no way out. No way. No way (No) There's no way No way (No) Nowhere to
got all the ladies And you pushin' them Bentleys, not Mercedes, Bentleys You know? And that's just the way the story goes And that's just the way the story
Let it go (Let this angel life go) Let yourself go (Time is passin' 'til the cops come) Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress (On and on and on and
in the bed and start to snatching her clothes off Thinking to my Self Trey Songs YOu G You pulled it Off Aint gon believe it but things get deeper as the story
it aint safe in the city, watch the throne you say I care more about them basquion?s, basquiats she learning a new word, its yacht blew the World up as soon as
Watch those streetlights Swayin' in the breeze Decorated store fronts Rusty old gas pumps Try to fill my mind up with Somethin' 'fore I go Picture postcard
your hair there is a symphony Your lips, a string quartet They tell stories of a Neon Valley Street Where we first met now somewhere time pursues us As
