Besedila:
The Promise Ring The Heart Of A Broken Story

small All around Stretched shoulder to shoulder A stretch from soda to soda And I slept to the radio Over the wind in the morning I'm turned like an elbow A

small all around. Stretched shoulder to shoulder, a stretch from soda to soda. And I slept to the radio over the wind in the morning. I'm turned like an elbow; a

greeting and your wealthy Tip on the cotton candy bus I win a soft tiger just for us These are the broken promises That I won't recall when the sun comes up Everybody got a

we ain't promised to play The last of the greats, pay homage to me [Joe Budden:] If my past had a encore, it be like a onslaught A lot of niggas died

and a queen must smile." Then hark a?? just then Hamlet hears a sound From behind the curtain a?? like a mouse skitt'rin' a?˜round. But it's really

I already heard your side of the story now hear mine, Ima tell you why cause you changed when you got doeOnanananaO no you listen I remember like yesterday

we ain't promised to play The last of the greats, pay homage to me [Joe Budden:] If my past had a encore, it be like a onslaught A lot of niggas died

I already heard your side of the story now hear mine, Ima tell you why cause you changed when you got doeOnanananaO no you listen I remember like yesterday

me baby, that you'll come around I made this song a simple story, are you happy now? Back to the bar, where you broke my heart It all seems like a daze