I could have been easier on you I could have been all you held on to I know I wasn't fair I tried my best to care about you I know I could have been
flashin' lights they stop and stare. I'm FIRE RED, I'm one more rule, I'm in your head, everybody KNOWS, I'm, im, im, im supergirl I'm the perfect disaster
because you denied seeing me Now I'm pissed off Sit back, homie, relax In fact grab a six pack Kick back while I kick facts Yeah Dre, sick track Perfect
know. Now, talk to me talk to me, talk walk wit me walk wit me, walk I know theres things that we said how can we stop and leave on how can we ruin something so perfect
Heaven's sake everyone For standin' in my way For ruinning all my fun You say your doing it for my sake I thought I did my best It was nearly good enough
believe in And love you like me baby and treat you The way you wanna be treated Mistakes, oh I made a few baby oh, but I'm not perfect, woman Neither
be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
nights and New York mornings Don't let me down, don't let me down I could see the lights from the restaurant I couldn't quite perfect that nonchalance
We lived out in North Hollywood then In a steamy little bungalow My mother, my father My baby brother and me Playin' cowboys all day Out there in the valley What a perfect
runs even deeper In a dream I'm a different me, with a perfect you, we fit perfectly For once in my life I feel complete and I still wanna ruin it Afraid
car you still drive on the race track So you lying bout your feelings and the Maybach? A ghost tail for the Phantoms, face facts? We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse
a car you should only drive on the race track So the lines bout your feelings and the Maybach Are ghost tails about the Phantoms, face facts you ruin
time while they ... mama wear ... she like what the hell they di to you? ...make me put a fuel in you homie, i will ruin you, i'm talking about ruin
, fuck a bitch ... niggers in they ... down when no drama though leaning out the ...sipping at your mama though rollie your bus down, call the perfect
She on it, I want it She doin' that shit, how can I ruin that shit? Explodin', she noticed She got me waitin', I'm so impatient Girl make me the one
And your rambling don't rattle me Some people care about what other people think Worry about what they say Let a little gossip coming from a loose lip Ruin a perfect
presentation beyond compare So MC's step to the rear as I break through Girls say, ooh and then skip to my loo That means dance as I get smooth with Poetic perfection