Heh, you know Someone loses someone they love everyday And I'm fortunate to still have you in my life 'Cause I know I made some mistakes in the past But
Because you never know where life is gonna take you And you can?t change where you?ve been But today, I have the opportunity to choose Here I am now
You introduce me to life that I've never known When I'm by your side that's when I'm feelin' home And my only attempt is to make you smile I promise
Hey yo your girl chose me You know the name of the game, B 2 Hey yo your girl chose me You know the name of the game, B 2 Hey yo your girl chose me You
para vivirlas pero a tu manera Enhorabuena, porque valio la pena Valio la pena, valio la pena Valio la pena, nena Porque valio la pena amor Si que valio
Remember Pun? Yeah, check me out Remember Pun? Terror Squad I'll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars Face Triple Seis, the God of War like
Ahh, yeah, ah, ah, yeah Choose, you wanna make me choose You got to show me something now Why I should be with you? You wanna make me choose You wanna
i want a good life, i guess ..choose brother gangsta i want it all, i choose to ball i guess all brothers are choosing gangsta. choose, choose, choose
I knew all this was coming Ain't that odd Some things come out of nothing As with God Not my intention to amuse Or confuse I've been down to the kitchen
some say silence is golden well, i choose noise well, some say silence is golden well, i choose noise i choose noise
Now you know we've been through a lot today That's why we need to just sit back And enjoy this evening So if you'll choose me and you're my choice tonight
[Intro] Hello Mr. Yates This is Sarah from the Complex ClubHouse I'm calling to tell you That we've been getting complaints From your neighbors about
Sixteen, I found my dream machine Turn the key and every light turned green Like Steve McQueen I made the motor scream And it was loud, yeah Me and the
All alone in my own self will, old familiar story So determined to try until I fail, You've been waiting As I learn again, straining to the pressure And
There's too many women and not enough wine Too many poets and not enough rhyme Too many glasses and not enough time Draw your own conclusions Draw your
You're now listening To 'Disneyland After Dark' Hit it, boys
Yeah he buy you clothes, I hit it from the back Yeah he drive a Benz, I'm in a woodwill Cadillac He readin' you poetry while I'm spitttin' this country
Dreams kill the image of the innocent that dies That a heart beats pure is blackened within her eyes A heart that was once pure but now is blackened Dreams
