hopein' He'll Emerge the victim My words are pictures And yes the colors so loud that u heard my scripture With four walls Give me the right brush and I draw all I promise
me freedom just like a wavin' flag And then it goes back, and then it goes back And then it goes back, oh So many wars, settling scores Bringing us promises
Once I was a sentimental thing; Threw my heart away each spring. Now a spring romance Hasn't got a chance. Promised my first dance to winter. All I've
Once I was a sentimental thing; threw my heart away each spring. Now a spring romance hasn't got a chance. Promised my first dance to winter. All I've
the dashboard, head's in the street I hope that you wake up in time to scream Race me for tail or for hits Your attitude is mud and your promise is dead
slow? And promise to not let nobody know About nothing, if I come off of this loving It's confidential If I take it off would you take it slow? And promise
're far too disbelievin' Are you tryin' to get even with me Maybe once or twice I wasn't fair I wasn't nice But now I've got myself together When I promise
a vague recollection Just a fool's escapade, escapade I never cared much about the future Yesterday was always there So when you give me hope, hope or a promise
like Heaven is falling (Heaven is falling) It sounds like Heaven is falling You promised me a new day, a dawning Well, nothing here looks new to me But a score
hero, I'm a zero I'm the butt of the worst joke in history I'm a lock without a key A city with no door A prayer without faith A show without a score
a backstabber Why I oughtta Stay away from him he ain't no good! [Verse 3:] I'm on a solo mission to find him personally To settle the score and beat
rough, it's just getting rougher Cover me, come on baby, cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Promise me baby you
from thinking about a thousand miles ago [ guitar ] I know I've held her in my arms a thousand times or more Promised her a world of love till I learned the score
from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer To slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score The same as he saw, who
saw silence in the records she found And she would stay up late at night Reciting songs to herself under pale moonlight Righting wrongs that her pops made Promised
saw silence In the record she found and she would stay up late at night Reciting songs to herself in the pale moonlight Writing wrongs that her pops made promise
We're gonna go all the way And tonight's the night Okay, here we go, we got a real pressure cooker going here Two down, nobody on, no score, bottom of
pony kick Nigga beat your feet, kick some rocks with that homie shit Most the time we loading clips Otherwise we holding chips Hittin' scores, kickin'
