Let it shine Cause this one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all
surely haunt you Let the guilt go, let the guilt go, let the guilt go, let the guilt go I tell you one thing which leads to another thing Then I backtrack
I let my walls come down, down Before you met me, I was a wreck But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life Now every February you'll be my valentine, valentine Let
to let it go You finally let it go Im glad you let it go Do do do do doo (*sigh*) Dance. Congratulations to you You had to let it go Im glad you let
I need to talk to you Let's make it last (oh let's make it last) Embrace what we talked about Don't wanna look back And see what I've been without Now
vegetables Throw it all in my face, I don't care Let's just have some fun, let's tear this shit apart Let's tear the fucking house apart Let's tear
woman But that's all gonna change (2x) Now the freaks wanna take me home to see If the rumors are true, so I kick open the doors and windows To let
this love we have For useless, twisting, all our new technology Oh, now there is no sound, for we all live underground Now there is no sound If we all live underground And now
right now Wish right now, wish right now Can we pretend that airplanes In the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now
year, I went down to Miami and got my nigga from 2 Live Brother Marquis in the house (Yeah, I'm the motherfuckin' nigga) Yeah, we gonna answer the question about girl problems All
* strictly best guess only on Daddy Nitro's reggae patois [Daddy Nitro] Now hear dis! All bad man what dey a know The original bad man dey a know, seen
to deep end But now we got a chance, my friend To mend, and make the colors blend Let's all go out on a picnic, kick shit And squash all the static
! the mercilous killers KILLERS! are you a killer? Georgie-Porgie-Pudding-and-pie Couldn't get a girl, let me tell you all why He tried to be down like all
Yo, what's up with all these niggas On these muthafuckin' records talkin' all this bullshit I ain't tryin' to hear that shit, man These bitches ain't
seventh bitch (Intro: Ras Kass) Yeah, seventh, uh-huh, first things first man you're messin' with the worst One, come on, come on, one (Chorus: Marc Live
all this time to lace up I'ma straight up G, let's not pretend Dedicated to, all of my friends On the East and the West Coast Gotta let this drama go
Yo man, I got a lot of things on my mind man But I don't know if I should put it on this record Yaknahmsayin'? Man go ahead and kick it man Let the
mathematical Syndicate's in the house, let's get radical Bum rush the show and grab the mic Syndicate's chilllin out tonight They let me loose and now it's war ( ? ) let