can't get by without you I need you more each day Can't get by without you Can't get by without you Can't get by without you I can't get by without
Translation: The Real Thing. Can't Get By Without You.
be looking pretty, don't it? Woopty Doo! You hit the club and made it rain Woopty Doo! You spend like 50 on the chain But every 365 bro, you get a little
the fruit Can't you see that He spread love for you Shed blood for you, cry for and die for you Willies with mac millies know how you get down We know the drama you
loyal without being spoiled You can shuck all you want but she's still gonna ignore you Makes no sense to say mira Cause bet she won't turn him around
brings about the weak in me You didn't spend a lot of time with me You didn't share things I wanna see You didn't when ever you're around me it's so
York motherfuckers! If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere We still here!! And we buildin four more new towers!!! FUCKERS! [Murphy Lee] Who say St. Louis ain't
Eminem] By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you, I would duck, or get
For you, I made sure I clear my schedule This weekend was fully devoted to you You said you were coming through real soon That was now a couple hours
peace [Kanye West] You know what, yo? you a bitch! you should have a travel agent cuz you a trip you should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit but all you
don't deserve you, deserve you He gonna regret that he hurt you, hurt you You must regret the day you left me Ah, ah, he don't deserve you, deserve you
feel this Feel this way forever You could plan a pretty picnic (You could plan a pretty picnic) But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson (But you can't
, bandannas and white tees Me without a gun dawg, unlikely You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat' Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see
'Cause you brag 'bout that watch, and all them things that you got Them dirty boys turn your pound cake to red velvet How can you measure a nigga by
shit Chris Kirk Patrick, you can get your ass kicked Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie You 36 year old
you now and ever I bet would I ever find just a true lover That we come this far together I bet so I'm here to stay 'cause without you baby I can't
vain I've held you tight, pushed you away Now with all my might I beg you to stay I'm sure I could face the bitter cold But life without you, I don't
