and pretend all you want But I know, I know your love is just a lie I know you're nothing but a lie, lie You're nothing but a lie, lie, your love is just
the notes relates the color to the scenes. A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems. And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
, Wind & Fire everybody take a look around what do you see when I look there's faces everywhere lookin' back at me their eyes keep telling me stories
loved you anyway No I didn't love you anyway I never really loved you anyway I never really loved you anyway I never loved you anyway No I didn't love you anyway Never truly loved
I never really loved you anyway No I didn't love you anyway I never really loved you anyway I never really loved you anyway Never I really loved you anyway No I didn't love
With just one tune to play My heart keeps singing I love you Twenty-four hours a day Like a little old fashioned music box That skips a note or two
too Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody
s are bloody and the 100 dollar bill is dirty brown they love Me. I mess up my livin' room, and studio with my money, A G-note is purple, grape juice
lonely I turn on my radio Because I'm hoping that you're out there It seems so long ago I would see your writing On a postcard or a note And your stories
? Can I live - can I live? (Yeah) Can I live - can I live? Can I liiivve? Can I live, who willin to give me applause? Half note, gotta get mine and open
hard man life and the streets made to go One thing about it I don't love these hoes I want it cuzz I got it and it __ all fishy __ not to love these bitches
Port Arther, Texas Real gentleman, real singer, real story teller Real gangsta, a true veteran of the bid'ness Y'all show him some love, talk to 'em
Four out of ten murders are love related Keep your 'ood, in-a your pants And these things won't 'appen to you Check out da bwoy-a-story Tell him, excuse
, pillowcase and rope Got dressed quick, tied the scarf around my face Roped the bitch up, gagged her mouth with the pillowcase Play the cut, nigga comin' off some love
are you? Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me? She called me by my government name, Kimberly Who sent you? My mom sent me, her name is Dottie She packed a note
reeping off the fits doing time in the penitentary and as I creep I peep mista locsta with the gun outta his holsta thinking he supposed to point it at me but now everybody loves
get with me, pull a four and a fifty Fuck your monkey ass up, like Bobby did Whitney Trigger fingers get itchy, when niggaz get bitchy And they need they story
eyes and pretend all you want But I know, I know Your love is just a lie (Lie I know you're nothing but a lie (Lie) Lie (Lie) Lie (Lie) Lie Your love