Criticism is nothing new. Especially coming from you. Every time I hear the words you spill. It brings about a brand new thrill. C?mon! I don?t think
In truth, I know that I could be something more substantial than this. They?re fading fast, the memories, they all begin to dim. All the hope and all
I give everything would you believe me? Or in anything? Every faithless lie that I have ever let slide goes in one ear and bleeds out through my eyes. I put up
I thought you knew what is best for me. I couldn?t be more wrong. Time?s still moving on. It pulls me. It consumes me. How can time heal us, and still
that it has I feel I?m coming undone.? As I wander out the door you ask what I?m fighting for, but today I?ll stay ?cause I?m locked up in this place
Inner city posse's got the bad rep Like my man on the cruches took a big step And I can't stand the neighborhood menace So I swell his chin like rocky
Nest". Story of number one and his historic flight over cuckoo's nest. Here now, "One Flew Over Cuckoo's Nest". (He picks up what looks like a script
(bliss) Well i've been running round this globe for a coupla spins now grown from school days the outcast from the in crowd I keep my chin down as time
A weakling weighing ninety-eight pounds Will get sand in his face when kicked to the ground. And soon in the gym with a determined chin, The sweat from
A weakling weighing ninety-eight pounds Will get sand in his face When kicked to the ground And soon in the gym With a determined chin The sweat from
wait When you get to heaven I'll be there [ guitar - steel ] Sometimes this old road gets rough and rocky Sometimes you may wonder what's the use But darling keep your chin up
's golden stairs When you get to heaven... [ guitar - steel ] Sometimes this old road gets rough and rocky And sometimes you may wonder what's the use But darling keep your chin up
hope Mustn't sit around and mope Nothin's half as bad as it may appear Wait'll next year and hope When your luck is battin' zero Get your chin up off
My sound wave liftin' your chin up like uppercuts New found ways of rippin' shit up, I de-ve-lop Your squad chest swell up, still you're mini-ay-ture
[Bliss:] Well I've been Running round this globe for a coupla spins now Grown from school days the outcast from the in crowd I keep my chin down as time
Well I've never been to Colorado Or had a Rocky Mountain high And I've never seen the Denver Broncos Or watched a tumbleweed blow by But I've got a 42
Inner Citty Posse's got the bad rep Like my man on the cruches took a big step And I can't stand the neighborhood menace So I swell his chin like Rocky
back and open up your mind Now this type of rhyme was designed to keep writers above the line Cause I'll guide us above the swine, and keep the gate up
