is OK, that it's not just broken wings beneath my heels. She needs more to survive this memory of love. I need more to forget this memory of love. Will
Översättning: Grade. For The Memory Of Love.
is thank God for my mother Cause without my mommy dear my life would've been joke Either locked up playin' dead and still slangin' dope but nope The lord he had a plan for
somethin' real At least a telephone call home Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall memory All those multiple choices I answered so quickly And got my grades
forget me Got good grades but age can't stop strays so pray for me Pour liquor for my niggas but hey, don't wait for me Cause I'm trying to cheat death
the memories Ain't nothing like the first time or how things used to be I got memories in the corner of my mind Misty watered colored memories, thinking
not just placin' my brain in My memories are scattered on the floor in the basement Oh, see that one? It was seventh grade her name was Meagan I fell in love for
when you're young It's okay to be easily ignored I'd love to believe it was all about love for a child It was all about love
we were in love Were not in love anymore But somedays I sit and wish we was in one again Back in the days we were in love Were not in love anymore But
twelve Began to fall apart and his grades start to fail Until the day he cried to God asking for His help He wanted to find and start a new life for
do If it wasn't for you I would never be who I am If it wasn't for you I would never be who I am If it wasn't for you I'd be nothing Where are you now
If it wasn't for you, I would never be who I am If it wasn't for you, I would never be who I am If it wasn't for you, I'd be nothing Where are you now
just before the first grade We ran foot races, climb trees, caught insects Before money and sex, powder and x Before popularity came so crucial She had love
in love, we're not in love anymore But some days I sit and wish we was in love again Back in the day we were in love, we're not in love anymore But some
made the grade, they know who I am I've made it to the top a lonely man Those hot lights and Hollywood dreams Can't bring back the love that you gave
trees that are falling Pretty little princess with no one to call It's a small town, now girl, it doesn't seem so small First love, fifth grade, first
easy to see. EP got me smoothing for the BV3, So let it be baby, let it be, For real baby, You're the one for me, That makes loving so much fun
