despite all say I get carried away I took for granted It's easier not to think than to appreciate And my cultures disease has got the best of me Now
cooking up right And then we'd put them in a canning jar and seal them up tight We were making jam Strawberry jam If you want the best jam You've gotta
regret Happiness can wait And loving you has got me filled with hate Sign sealed delivered I've got a little message for you [2x] Cause you Such a mean girl to me
the type of books to further along his education/ Little do they know about what-what-what/ Little do they know about who-who-who/ Little do they know about me-me-me
My heart may never beat again, baby Or have you got the best of me? My heart may never beat again, baby Or have you got the best of me? My heart may
, bad news Came to me where I sleep Turn, turn, turn again Sayin' one of your friends Is in trouble deep Turn, turn to the rain And the wind Tell me
my one true love She is my destiny Whenever times are rough My baby rescue me Without her I'm lost I'm saying this because Trust me only she Brings out the best in me
I try to feel what it is your going through Co?s I?ve played many ways When you grow, how much will it take to slow you down? Half the way? Do my best
beat me, whip me, suck me seal the pact of cum when she starts to suck I feel my bloody boiling her tongue in constant moving my pistol intensely pumping
from there without a second to spare I could hear the bullets fly' through the air. Now I knew what mamma told me, now I knew that she would scold me
do you I can't afford a mistake But never see things your way You bury your best evidence Under the basement floor Can I shake this feeling And keep my lips from sealing
diss We do it like this and you seal it with a kiss And a pound, that's just how it go down It's the protocol, do you feel me all? Saturday afternoon
me a ring on my hand Give me a game underneath the lights Give me the roar of the fans Give me the sound of the big bat swinging Best of the best in
scattered on the floor Scattered pictures from the days of Yore She's got letters from a boy obsessed, You had me on a string, had me at my best You
speak, well I ain't losin' no sleep See me on the cover of your Double X-L Takin' a holiday at the hotel Fans keep sending me back the fan mail Heavyweights
I could wonder if all of it led me to you I could show you the arrows and circles I drew I didn't have a map, it's the best I could do On the fly and
Lord Tariq: I said these cowards wanna kill me, But it ain't too much For yall cats to do it, Just seal me, for real B CHORUS Outro: Chauncy Black
And nothing can prepare you For the day they run away Your fine tutelage is no longer needed So you sealed your fate One minute she's your best friend