the snow A voice beckoned gently, now it's time to go A requiem played as you begged for forgiveness "Don't touch me", I screamed "I've got unfinished
I know that I've been mad in love before And how it could be with you Really hurt me, baby, really hurt me, baby How can you have a day without a night
me 'cause you're like so many of those boys I've known You break your promise easily Unfinished business, fox in the headlights Tears for what might have been Unfinished
That nigga let his fuckin' flow go Niggaz tryin' to switch up the flows on niggaz Hit niggaz, slip niggaz with a Micky Drop that joint Yeah, yeah, it
(here it comes) Well funky monkey?s in the jungle tonight They got two by two don?t hear me right Band playing loudly baby Gone are the days when the
correction. It was not the heartbeat of Sean Lennon, it was a previous baby that Yoko miscarried. Sean was born in 1975 this baby was 1970.
No bed for Beatle John! Beatle John Lennon lost his hospital bed yesterday to a patient It happened at Queen Charlotte's Hospital, London Where John was
Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair, Aching to get me. Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air, Aching to get me. Saint Vitus dance on my
[VERSE ONE] It was game on when I saw him I never thought a breh could make me feel this way When he done how he done what he done to me so I had to
Unfinished words like these Unfinished words like cheese and onions Help me to write this Marzipan song Unfinished words flying like birds High in the
My brother smile when that 'vette cranked And me and my dad fishin' Oh God, well I'm so glad you didn't end it Unfinished It's so unfinished
Baby, baby, baby I know that I've been mad in love before But how I can be with you You really hurt me baby, you really cut me baby How could you have
While my hands are tied behind my back You saved the best and put me the last time Giving up on, giving you my heart I fucking hate it, awaited, think
me this pain With all those things you left unfinished I'll never forget, life you disdain So, to the parents that bore me this pain With all those things you left unfinished
[Intro: Tone (Doug E. Fresh)] Yo, this Tone the referee, knawhatimean? And I'm about to bring y'all some history We got the best of both worlds And I
Dear God, bring our POW's home And bring our brothers on lock down, home, Amen Geah, he's a nigga from the back block On everybody laptop who used to
Uhh, y'all know what this is Now would be a good time to start bobbin' your heads Kels and it, and it, uhh Excuse me miss, don't mean to interrupt But
Yo, this Tone the referee, knawhatimean? An' I'm about to bring y'all some history We got the Best of Both Worlds An' I got the Get Fresh Crew, Doug Fresh
