help here, please...} Invented the jet, won all his bets Surely this one isn't dead yet? Time is on my side While I decide how to get there See them
' for Jesus, he said take the escalator One flight up, is guaranteed you'll be there My sister'd be there, my mother'd be there So, Mona Lisa, could I get
to issue out a warning She'd say, "Baby, don't you run so fast" "Might fall on a piece of glass" "Might be snakes there in that grass" Grandma's hands
some pussy She "shoulda cheated" with Sweet Jones 'cause that nigga's a rookie 'Fore I sweep through ya pussy like ya need a ? Bitch thought Sweet Jones
my shoes and your feet get callous From Jersey City to Caeser's palace I speak with malice just to make sure the streets get salvaged Real talk, where
fact he got ripped on wax So he snitched just to get me back No matter what you say dog your shit be whack You better watch what you say it might get
like Lionel Richie If my nine get Itchy, somebody gotta pass away like thet bitch nigga that killed Jam Master Jay you don't like It you can come get
stairs, I know there's Heaven there, And then empty arms that comes with the morning star. Well, life lines and suicide crimes- there's something every day. And there
wrote a song Called "The Dove of Love Fell Off the Perch" But he couldn't get divorced in the Catholic Church At least not back then anyhow Jesus was
you wanna do A lesson wait for you Kill all that teacher shit there's too much cheese to get and if Jesus exists just don't believe in it Eat the
been out here up on this horse that I done jumped on Enjoyin myself a little bit cause I deserve it Befor Sadaam and ol Sadonna Jones supposed to Get
Yeah, ya'll thought that underground shit Wouldn't gon' work in ya Yeah For the ouijas of sin is death For the gift of god is eternal life Through jesus
this guy 'bout her age But it's okay Chante says that it's safe Her own little place to get away Her myspace [Chorus1] Young Chante Andrea Jones Never
with . . . how shall I put this . . . ? What say we hop in the trunk of your Gremlin AN' GET OUR ROCKS OFF? Mark: Hey! Hey-hey-hey-heyyyy . . . Jesus!
lookin for Jesus, he said take the escalator One flight up, is guaranteed you'll be there My sister'd be there, my mother'd be there So, Mona Lisa, could I get