sorrow I look forward to tomorrow I'll release my anger 'Cos I'm proud to be a dread Selassie, tries to find a home To rest his weary head A place where
around my hair for a motorcycle ride The chest that once was full of hope is now a box of memories Here's his lettered sweater with a patch player of
said Quit teasin' me Ed You promised me wealth ...You promised me wealth And a new Dodge Stealth ...And a new Dodge Stealth I'll check the mailbox 'til I'm dead
, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh, to remember (A night, a night, a night) To remember Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh (A night, a night, a night) ...
letter says, I'm not going over. I'm not crossing oceans for them. It's not defense and I wont let the business of making new Soldiers roll over our making promises
in Jesus all I want in life is fruit Don't need no fast money, don't need a fast car Yeah the faith is a race but it ain't a NASCAR And you and God got
breathe Once there was a fire in the lighthouse of my heart: I gave you so much more than just my love and you broke so much more than just a promise
distorted eyes When I was younger, I was stupid and I thought I'd thrive I thought a lot about everything I said in the letter And questioned whether or not if I was dead
mama, doh mama, hey mama dee Just a dead man?s letter from the potter?s field Heeey mama! Hey! Heeey mama yo. Heeey mama! Hey! Just a dead man?s letter
myself damn It's a lotta fucked up shit that go down man You don't even know the half Man I been in and outta trouble since an adolescents Spoiled rotten, dead
a man of there own (Man a they own, man a they own) Fresh to def in Moschino, coach bag Lookin half black and filipino fakin no jacks Got you a beeper
took my VCR to the pawn shop and got enough money to buy Hainus a dog. He was a one year old pit-bull and a bought it from a friend, I gave him $200
the first time i bumped heads with my head led to a dead bargain, a "thanks for nothin, lowlife", and a start of "beg my pardon, "when a dust mite
chaos and delay on the underground I'll read your letter as I pass away the time Stuck in a tunnel on the Hammersmith and City line I'll hurry home a
tell me I should leave you alone hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha tell the freaks to find a man of they own (man a they own, man a they own) [Jay Z
dreams and dead promises Will not stand forever like graves But one day grow legs and slowly walk away In between the tornadoes and stomped on untrue love letters
your trust in me Never had a gun to his head, that's what he said So I shot him dead with a vengeance that his daughter fed Always been a sucker for a