Try and keep a whisper Try and keep a whisper i promise that even i couldn't ask for more No! What has happen here? Do you recall the night before If
I said "you make me sick And not only are you covered Everyone knows where you've been Everyone knows but him." You slip off his heart like cheap lingerie
This could be all i have to give This could be it, this could be it We could fall just to give up our existence For the moment that we've all been waiting
I slowly pace forward and blame my heavy size I'm giving up on that I'm giving up to fast The more I grow older The more I consider Living by your side
Rushed, Once again, This may very well be my fighting chance When summer returns, Perhaps by then I'll learn We've been through it all Haven't we been
white like my pillow Feelin myself so ... like we know Cross that line and get shot like a free drove Rather be on fire at the tables out in Vegas Under
Pro tools Took her off the showroom floor no money down Near the Chrysler buildin' in the heart of Midtown Two hundred horse-power under the hood Junk
fire Well the blind piano tuner says it The Las Vegas crooner says it The hooligan moaner Whose holding a schooner I'm on fire Yeah, babe, I'm on fire
Heaven's where I brung her My wing she was under she say Daddy they Daddy they Daddy they Daddy they Daddy they can't do it like you can I get chips like Vegas
with the license to give more ass whippings than Father You couldn't see me with binoculars, way ahead of myself like telepathy Make most crews disappear like blackheads on Oxy creme Under
fits ta match, when I past Bitches ask, "Who the fuck was that?" Girl thats Juvenile you don't know'em he on fire 17 inch momos black magic on his tires
m on fire Babe, I'm on fire The blind piano tuner says it The las vegas crooner says it The hooligan mooner Holding a schooner says Babe, I'm on fire
hydro, open up the window, I'm bout to blow That fire shit, nigga what ch'all, what ch'all got? What ch'all got to roll 'em up? Pack woods? Garcia Vegas
gonna give in Say it's wrong, I call it a statement for the mission To get you high as you want, break dress code Skip the line to the front Ride top down, fire
then I'ma crack your face And if I catch ya case they won't set the date for the trial 'cause I'ma put you under the ground and in 10 years You'll be
her like a merry-go-round She got to telling all her friends, that it's a new king in town I was on my way to Las Vegas when I bumped into Tessy She