Tuesday, April 25, 2006

When I Get Thristy

You're like water for my soul, sold me the lies that you can never take back
And, I, the gullible one picked up your slack,
believing in the rhyme and the write that you produce,
ooo believe me baby, I was positioned well for my noose
Loosing my step and fight that you pack,
it will never come to life 'cept those girl that you mack...
It too and its all good cause I saw the light of day and He told me it will be okay so long as We pray for them better days,
Just breathe to the one, breathe to the two, breathe baby breathe, breathe like we do...
If you think with your heart, you play the fool so be wise and think with your brain and always be the mighty King cool

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