tattoo!) You see me standin outside of your buildin; screamin, Puffy is good, (hey!) but slim shady is for the children! (wait!) I look at my life in
Well how do you say I was hypnotized Hypnotized My words, they pour Like children to the playground Children to the playground You make me smile There's some kind of light at
atmosphere cannot be artificial we Have got with parting words, not children Though in a head and a wind, we can play muscles, But I not about the
mine Indigenous people were peaceful it took no time Great grandmother Africa was blind and disabled Sons was traitors we played divide and conquer invaded Sold her children
Children behave That's what they say when we're together And watch how you play They don't understand And so we're running just as fast as we can
I don't feel too good, no I don't feel too good at all Cause when the sun comes up and the children wake, get on the street to play, I'll be the one
Mmmm I love it when you play it like that Come on... Play Sittin' here alone I'm lookin' back on where I've roamed And laughing how I swore I'd win and
a cheap star runs the ground And I turn on the radio, listen! Worries at the top of the hit yo, yo Children keep on crying for peace, crying While
fades Play the piper play the piper play He is everything you ever wanted He is everything you needed He can change for any reason Play the piper play The piper play
of salvation makes me stay Then look at your face And feel my heart pushed in As all around the children play The games they tired of yesterday They play
her own Together We Cry [X4] The comes a time that every bird has to fly At some point every rose has to die It's hard to let your children go, leave
at pictures Of you as a boy Before you retire To heavenly joy Unknown, unknown brother I'll meet you someday Unknown, unknown brother We'll walk through fields where children play
stop it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'mma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'mma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert
waitresses who shake their heads completely at a loss Oslo in the summertime the streets are strangely quite ?cause everyone?s away on holiday HVA? Oslo in the summertime Pakistani children play
I knew I lied 'Cause I lived a life of crime why play ya blind? A simple look and anyone with two cents would know I'm a hardcore player from he streets
I roll hops You try to flex bang another nigga drops You gotta deal with this 'cause there's no way out Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out I
the state of play Are you looking at it Is it looking at you It's just a state of play It's just a state of play No point in kidding let the children
(nasty beats) that's what they (used to say) tekaka-ooe, i can't define a men for tryin'to define yo ass,(cause i was used to blam, well how ya play
