don't, don't give up If your heart is broken Make a brand new start Baby, don't, don't give up Count to ten, start again Don't give up, hold on tight
, don't, don't give up If your heart is broken Make a brand new start Baby, don't, don't give up Count to ten Start again Don't give up Hold on tight
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don't, don't give up If your heart is broken Make a brand new start Baby, don't, don't give up Count to ten Start again Don't give up Hold on tight Find
don't wanna loose it" Why can't they get the picture? Why don't they understand? We're not dealing with the planet of apes, we're talking about the modern
its just a temporarily setback its on when i get back please don't forget dat (mary j. blige chorus) don't forget to remember me don't forget (please don't
couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain I got so much funky shit inside my brain I couldn't explain, couldn't
't step in my pants Can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth You lose your tie And your shirt Since I'm in a position To talk to these kids And
I do to your face Might be me, might be my friends I might need an alibi it all depends And I don't give a fuck if you don't like it, suck this I'm a
jugglers, sufferers All wanna know what her name and phone number was They're spendin up their money like, post them up and touch her up But it don't (?)
Darryl and like Beretta wouldn't say Keep your eye on the barrel, a sparrow Don't do the crime if you can't do the time But I'm rollin so that's a fucked
buckshot Ready for Darryl and like beretta wouldn't say Keep your eye on the barrel, a sparrow Don't do the crime if you can't do the time But I'm rollin
give up my heart But never know because shit I never tell her Ask me how I'm feeling I'd holla that it's irrel' I don't get myself caught up in the jello
(There was a time when people talked said with their mouth How they talk and it doesn't mean a thing it's called the modern talk) Now picture the scene
ain't safe no more And Hip Hop ain't your own And if it is then you fuckin' up the crib son You make life look like I don't wanna live one You might
't even talk about it Keeps fighting that fight up there in his head Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why Why it wasn't me instead, it could've been
