...nd? Now all my fellas do you feel my pain? It's the way I feel I know I made a mistake Now it's too late I know she ain't comin back What I gotta do now To get my shorty back Ooo ooo ooo ooooh Man I don't know what I'm gonna do Without my booo You've been gone for too long It's been fift...

...ce again to say the truth. shit it just hit me that what if I would notta made it through? I think about the things I would never got to say to you, I'd never get to make it right, so here's what I came to do. Hailie this one is for you, Whitney and Alaina too, I still love your mother, that'll...

Darren Hayes - Walk Away www.lrcgc.com 制作 I have been angry for so long- I let you know. Shoulda walked away when I was young- I let you go. I turned away, But maybe I was wrong. I've been polishing blame for so long now- My pride and joy. A bit of tragedy never hurt som...

...olf And they go huff and puff and blow our label down But our building's made out of bricks So you ain't taking out shit and dawg you just did a song with Bobby Brown So now you try to pull a race card And it backfires in your face hard Cuz you know we don't play that black and white shit Pl...

...er hoped that you would come. And now my wish comes true - you have truly made my night! RAOUL (pleading, grasping the bars of the gate) Free her! Do what you like only free her! Have you no pity? PHANTOM: Your lover makes a passionate plea! CHRISTINE: Please, Raoul, it's useless... RAOUL: I...

... night Until you come around Know that you would come Before you ever even made a sound I know, I know, I know you got the key And you know, you know, you know that it's for me It's not up to you, you know it's up to me but Curiosity will never let me go Oh oh oh oh oh oh Uh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh W...

...he swirls and turns and flirts in skirts so bad it hurts. It erk'd me and made me mad at first. I lashed out in my songs but what was really goin on was I had developed a crush. I just didnt know how to tell it to her. Should I cut of one of my ears and mail it to her? Send her pictures of my c...

... shootin words and teachin lessons Basics 4 adolescents on how hip hop was made Class 101 It's not about the parties or the riches Or getting' high of the fame will give ya glitches Or getting' vicious Won't let ya get 2 where u at So my only wish is that 2 choose a path in life 2 follow And live it...

...if that aint long i put it all on my shoulders now if that aint strong i made it out alive from the streets of the westside C-H-I now if that aint home you better tell em (Chorus)[snoop] there's a world go a-head and stair [treat these folks dont need permission my life's in hi-definition] ...

...eway (WHAT?) and drive away (* car peels out *) Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS Blood drippin from it, rippin your stomach like a paper mache You talk a lotta shit, but you was never ill though I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a feather pillow Tipped over some c...

...the fuckin whore every minute theres a sucker born snuck up on malachai made the motherfucker suck on shruck of corn chaka chaka khan chaka khan hit jason in the face with a hockey puck and tell him its fuckin on now what the fuck are you doing your running over the snow blower with the lawn...

...arvelous robe drooping on a metal wire given to me; only fit for the King, made and tailored for my mold, but chose to sling it aside. I'm tryna live-up my life; the flesh eating me alive though pride and humility never see eye-to-eye, bro Want to live-out what you intended -- to be a sign post ...

... glass, life keeps kicking my ass) In so many ways, but you make it good Made me the kind of happy that my baby never could (This side of the glass) So take that picture, stop acting so dumb Don't you know that the moment will come I will find someone like you But with something extra, I'm so...

... cold beat bangs, I don't need to say I Guess This Is How You Made Me

...hits Take a walk with me and what you'll see Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax And the sky beyond you is krylon blue And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme And emcees have left materialism behind them Meanwhile I just grip my mic And hope me and my team make it through...

... Right hand on the Bible, left hand in the air Before I spoke one word, made sure my throat was clear A-hem, I'm a prisoner of circumstance Frail nigga, I couldn't much work with my hands But my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up ...