so paper thin Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in? Do you ever feel already buried deep? Six feet under screams, but no one seems to hear
Chorus: One love My one heart My one life for sure Lemme tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I
from a rifle to the heart. Like clap clap let them fall slow, I know you had your fears you could let them all go. And most women are motivated so I
invented the telephone we made Yahtzee the light bulb, hockey and bred the greatest player's Gretzky to Crosby we all got at least one drinking buddy and after one drink, all
dont plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine Im shutting shit down at the mall And telling every girl she the one
stop spirits If nigga's try to rob me then I won't hear it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks 'cuz
motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's all fucked up now What the fuck y'all
known one day that you'd be gone You should of known one day that I'd be gone You should of known one day that we'd be [Verse One by Carl Thomas] Why
yellow [x4] [Young Jeezy] Brown blunts, black Nike's 3 red bone b-tches and they all dykes said her girl on the way, she a yellow bone said she wanna hear
[Bruno Mars] This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna
where the fly girls chill Through action at some freaks until one bitch got ill She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all
out a week, I'm already earnin' Suckers crossed, tonight it's their loss Payback time, boy, life's the cost Gauges out the window, one lay cross the roof They all
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
next shit Speak for the seller who I left with Parallel levels in the dark, dark place Tripped all you niggas to a dark, dark fate Guided you all with
make sure that nigga got that shit right, ya hear me? Ay, let a motherfucker go ding, that's a 150 thou Yeah, that shit should add up to about 5.4 I be
the zone Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me All around the world Brooklyn bombers Detroit players Chi-Town, all around the world Said it's all