Whitiest beefin' with the mistress Can see they just beatin' up Got even the little kids pickin' up pennies and nickels 'Cuz they're fallin' in love with his teddy book
the type? Then a music called hip-hop came along and saved my life I had a story to tell about my knowledge of hell $2.50 for a book, listen and look
that a Nazi sled With a face like he wonder where I got my bread Probably all these stones he see From my shows overseas From crime to rhyme, my stories
We got the exploitation.com We got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualone The media, the message "You are what you own" We got the agent, lawyer, lapdog, voyeur Talk show, book
In a story book love affair Everyone always win's And the love that we choose to share Starts where all those fairy tales end And I know they'll be times
and tile Livin' on love Livin' on love, buyin' on time Without somebody nothing ain't worth a dime Just like an old fashioned story book rhyme Livin' on love
accel nigga Trust me you can do it You can do it too young love You can do it too young love Just watch what you do young love And watch who's in your crew young love
lovely love can be Not in words but you'll see by a kiss The reason story books must end with a kiss It means that life has just begun That love has
story ends Ooh, here's where the story ends It's that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes my eyes feel sore Oh, I never should have said, the books
Yea, yea, yea, yea yea, yea, (hey writer) It was our story book love, Full of things that we dream of Filled with fiction, make believe (make believe
the dog And takin' it off in Vegas Hey y'all Well last night she could not sleep She was readin' that book again Then she came across that story That
me mentally naked Embarrassing my mommas first born Did I deserve that kind of fate? Was all that was happening to me Really written in the powerful And almighty book
got us a repeat offender in the house Jenny Jones A.K.A. Shawnna Same ol' charge, wanted in 8 states What's yo story this time? Oh yes, yo' honor I
we met, I acted grinnin' 'Cause in my book, she was a queen I felt that feelin', anticipation Later came the stories of a reputation She was burnin'
need you, but chu need me Take it off, let if flop, shake it freely And I don't tell stories, I let em tell theyself And you aint gotta sell sex, girl
fly high above the world Would I see a bunch of living dots spell the word stupidity Or would I see hungry lover homicides Loving brother suicides and
you want A kill is why we breed The christians love their guns The church and nra Pray for their salvations Prey on the lower faiths The story book
[Chipmunk - Verse 1] Team UK we on a mad ting American girls they love my accent Road man, rate me, affiliated for money Yardie girls love me, affiliated
