our hands and our best laid plans Will stand alone on our side The bridges that stand between you and I Come over tonight When the pen in our hands and our best laid plans
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in our hands and our best laid plans Will stand alone on our side The bridges that stand between you and I Come over tonight When the pen in our hands and our best laid plans
my hands, cuss aight with them hammers I was prickin' my finger 'fore you knew what a Fam was I had it laid out 'fore you knew what a plan was Three
from the river that flooded just north of town We stick stick stick stick to the plan we laid out but we know the saying The best best best best plans
it's gon feel like the bus (SP) And you couldn't live this life and play this role Like never part with your gun and stay this cold (SL) Yo we in the
all we got left, that's all) Now with the problems of poverty, and the tricks to these tales How many people will die? How many will live to tell? Although best
be tough We shall overcome with no doubt The runaway slave is sayin' peace and I'm out We gotta get away, we gotta do it now (Runaway, runaway slave
The trains go by every half an hour And the body can get no restin' done, that's true So I spend my time as best I can Thinkin' big and making plans
the mall, laughing and all Brother's kinda tall, you think he play ball Damn, you look live, hmm, so fine I think I estimate about 4.5 My pockets goes high, so we
mom's wallet Ya'll want whips, it's time on trial Aye yo, y'all want chips, then count ya stride I made best friend to fight yo, like '98 live Connin
, the 'Bama weed or the stress I'm Young Pimp from Port Arthur an' we done passed the test An' we smokin' the best, everywhere that we go An' when our
even great walls will crumble and every idol ever raised falls Someday even man's best laid plans will lie twisted and covered in rust We've done all that we
cracks are shallow graves for this stolen city it's burning down - then sink manhattan and let them drown their hollow souls crumble against the best laid plans
trained to hear the sound Of their hearts calling now, you can write yours down It's your life story Gather up your telegrams, your faded pictures, best laid plans
no contest For the pimp in the pimp of the nation So fuck college and a good education All we need to learn is how to hold hands Then we could live in
, she always knows best God love her but her life is a mess I won't change my mind So keep your hand on my thigh tonight When we get up north, we'll
(The best laid plans of love and support can backfire...) I remember fondly the days when we first met You were shy and awkward, afraid of life and yet
