Seasons will pass you by, I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. And You And I I. Cord Of Life Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire
I can give you a bitch who wouldn't give you joint Bitches ain' shit and now I made my point So you can light that weed While I spit this rap And tell you 'bout a
basketball, mademoiselle, look I ain't Biggie Smalls, I don't even want a story to tell I'm a lover, not a fighter, alright but then a girl walked in
a charm.Roll it up, smoke it up, you wanna get high you can toke wit us.Nuthin but bomb or you funk wit us.Take two hits and pass it,roll it up, smoke
Cause she's more than just a lover to me Can't you see that there's a reason for this heresy and treason? It's the season for instability Good lovin', two
another day I want you more I'd give a million dollars to see you baby, standin' at my door I'll lay you down and tell you stories About the way that
of us have them? A show of hands Friends is a term some people use loosely I'm real choosy on what I choose to let crews see You telling me, I try to
are song writers And guess what happened? Right, truly terrific, absolutely true song Gather around, I've got a story to tell About a Manhattan lady that I
Then I'm the other And you used to be My full time lover Now I'm a single father And a part time mother I spend every minute I can with my boy There
you pissed off So many say the game is contaminated, you niggas is animated Meaning you not real - fake nigga, you Pixar A short story, Toy Story 3,
One, two, a-one two three Let me tell you a story about a woman and a man Maybe you will find familiar, maybe you won't understand The man's name I don
You can tell me, you know? Like I'm . . . Don: Showers. Phyllis: Showers? Don: Showers. Phyllis: Well, okay, you know, I can go see that, I can see, I can
December, I'm Driving, And She's Like Where's My Hi? I Swear, That I Never Called You Cause I Really Get Shy See That Was A Segue, I Believe The Matter
two, three, four Sad, sad story, about all the things I've heard Now baby, there's something on my mind You said I was your true love But I hear you'
? I have a wife and two children who love me. I'm a victim of police brutality, no. I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate. Your rapin' me of my pride
scuffles when you share upon You shouldn't try to drain subjects in a duck pond If you're gonna tell a story about people's worries Watch what you tell