That's why I'm learning how to let it go I'm gonna let it go Forgiveness is something we gotta know 'Cause if you hold on forever, it'll hurt your soul Learning, learning, learning When I was six years old, I kinda wet the bed My stepdad came in and

I don't drink brass monkey like to be funky Nickname Eazy E your 8 ball junkie Bass drum kicking to show my shit Rap a hole in my dick boy I don't quit Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and brave Rolling

Get on top of that thang girl This ain't nothing to relate to You tried, you tried And you tried Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth Get on top of my thang girl Don't hold back When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall

I may be six feet deep, but I'll still be lovin' you Baby, what we got won't ever die Can't take diamonds, can't take gold But I'll take your love with me when I go I'm gonna take it to the grave with me To the grave with me, to the grave with me to the

No need to state the obvi', I be close to your heart I know you looking for real love I got my hand on my Glock, posted on the block I might just let off a shot, at anyone tryin' to kill love Are you who I be in this weekend If so, let's get lost in the

Looking for fun Midnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say

Once I was seven years old Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely Once I was twenty years old, my story got told Once I was twenty years old Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold Or will I have a lot of children who can

There'll be Suddenly I feel like I want to break loose Jump in my six and come and see you Girl I'm gonna do something that's brand new 'Cause I got a kinky surprise for you So girl get ready 'cause I'm on my way Put your sexy body in some neglege And if

Oh I got it girl You always come to the parties I got you, girl Oh, I got it, girl With your Louie V. Bag, tats on your arms High heel shoes make you six feet tall Everybody wants you, you can have them all

Blood on the bricks Don't look back 'cause I got your six Won't go down, never gonna quit Don't turn back 'cause I got your six They'll never take me alive I got your six I'm a fucking soldier