Natively 305: Liberty City's Prince of Poetry

Worth the Wait

Baby, my arms had just got so weak,
When they were not fit for your sleep;
My core had always hurt and turned,
After you said I make your soul burn.

Baby, all I wanted was to be your best,
But I can see that you are not impressed;
So here I will stay and state
You are indeed, sweetie, worth the wait.

I can see that life is so unfair,
Because it limits quality we share;
So many times I wish I were your shadow,
Just be with you all day wherever you do.

Baby, all I wanted was to be your best,
But I can see that you are not impressed;
So here I will stay and state
You are indeed, sweetie, worth the wait.

All this passion,
All this love
Is standing by
Until you are ready to touch.

This is not just me
This is fate;
Any man can see
You are worth the wait.


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