up Know you'd rather see me dead And the raindrops keep on falling I said they keep on falling And they keep on falling, falling 'Cause this is my pain Dear
Move to your sister move to your girl Charmane Cheri line or Chantalle You better hide your wife, protect her well Killer instinct, instinctive killer Run dear
thank my Mum for giving birth to my massive head I thank my father true he showed me them ropes Let me end it on a positive note Dear Dad, dear Mum, dear
number spot Spendin what she saved tryin to hit the jack-pot Brotherman swearin what he is or is not Landlord smilin and my motor's not hot Pretty little sister
Since I was a child I've tried to be what I'm not I've lied and I've enjoyed it all my life I lied to my dear mother to my sisters and my brother and
c) now my pappy was a fireman and my mammy dear, Was the only daughter of an (g7) en-gin- (c) eer, My sister married a brakeman and it ain't no joke,
staying the night No disrespect, I just say it polite I drop her off before I sleep, I be praying for life Like Hov said it "Can I Live?" Aye dear Lord
oh Lord I wanna go home Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City And I dreamed about those cottonfields and home I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister
came late and never truant His family was picture perfect His older sister was prom queen His dad a decorated vet from the Vietnam team His mother was Dear
never came late And never true and his family was picture perfect His older sister was prom queen His dad a decorator vet from Vietnam scene His mother was Dear
love ya? Sweet lady And dear mama place no one above ya, sweet lady You are appreciated, don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady, and dear mama Dear mama
For to fill their sister's heart with care One night one night of restless slumber One brother rose up from his bed He heard the servant court their sister
with a guitar, bitch? Verse 1: Mothers only son, so I Had to knock a nigga the fuck out on the block if he ever made my sisters cry I was O Dog and
of life Bring on the brothers who've gone on before And all of the sisters who've knocked on your door All the departed, dear, loved ones of mine Stick
Ohh how I wanna go home Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister
my sister so dear But please not one word of all this would you mention When others should ask for my story to hear There is another, more dear than a sister
For the ladies Look here girl I wanna be your mother, your father Your brother, your sister Your everything I think I might wife her You know, powder
don't understand now because you're cryin', and you hurt (Soon you'll understand) You'll understand soon enough, soon enough You're my best friend's sister