that probably it won't do I try to give some conforting but I don't know what do One thing is for sure I will be there for you Hope is the last thing
still wanna grill? If you don't wanna get the shit beat outta you, chill Cause if you doubt me you will, yea got me a pill, found me a thrill I got a
it as I'mma whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now
'Stan'] Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't
with Doggy from Long Beach (East-side!) Came a long way, to makin these songs play It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way I got a long uz
Why worry? Hope to God Get me high when I'm buried Knowing deep inside only a few love me Don't rush me through the gates of heaven Let me picture for
have a seed, I'ma guide him right Dear Lord don't let me die tonite I got words for my comrades, listen and learn Ain't nuttin free, give back what you
breathe Steps I take Breathless Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish? Cigar ashes Coaster Crystal glasses We mash on them jealous bastards With a
myself to you, ohh its been a while since I've been around and I hope you aint forget my vibe and my sexy style if you don't ever go nowhere I will never
of a pulsar -- an imploded neutron star." [A. THE TAURUS PULSAR] Within a distant nebula in the Taurus zodiac I hear the wailing of a star, the weak pulse of a
[A. Ayreon's fate] AYREON DESPERATELY ATTEMPTS TO CONVINCE MERLIN OF HIS SINCERITY, BUT MERLIN WON'T HEAR OF IT AND CASTS HIS SPELL ON POOR AYREON. [
motherfucker burn Everybody here we go C'mon party people Throw your hands in the air C'mon party people Wave 'em like you don't care C'mon party people Everbody say ho C
t shit here for free child Me and chris lighty checks is what we see child Ice won’t get you sea sick bitch, it get you c now Diplomat treat you like a
digga now, c’mon Check it, huh [verse: busta rhymes] If you ain’t noticed yet I have come wit a throne See I was gone for a minute but now I’m home The
’t stop To my people everywhere Say what Throw your hands in the air Ya don’t stop To my people in new york Ya don’t stop To my people down south Ya don’t
it, check it, c'mon, WOO [Busta Rhymes] Check out the technique C'mon, spit flow and bag up the next freaks Soldier wit a quicker ho that a live on
Rhymes] Yeah.. back by popular demand, it's about to get Godly Yeah.. hold it now! AOWWW! C'mon, c'mon (c'mon).. yeah Huh.. c'mon, c'mon (c'mon).. yeah
Like we don't give a fuck Niggas follow how we bounce in the truck Then we whylin and we thugging a little Yo we ain't wylin' much A little mellow
