rain And Willie takes her hand Hmm, it's getting late and the little ones yawn They're ready for Christmas day William and Rose, by the light of the
Rose start to rain And Willie takes her hand It's getting late and the little ones yawn They're ready for Christmas day William and Rose by the light
Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more Once I rose above the noise and confusion
our separate ways and now I hear you found somebody new and that I never meant that much to you To hear that tears me up inside And to see you cuts
out You shall never be You shall never be a part of me Smile a last smile and believe that world will go on without you and your lies The rose will decay
rock There's a message at the river A certain package here to the deliver When the day breaks after nightfall I will be there, you know I will
lie… Reason: I am convinced now, they are essential They must be our way out of here Love: Listen and learn, let your heart lead you And you will
If you wanna drink call Mr. Belvedere Run this rap game like a brigadier I got kicks on the one, seven and eleven Snares on the five and thirteen Rhymes on time and
see A white rose you'll think of me I love you so never let go I will be your ghost of a rose... I will be your ghost of a rose... When all was done
Maybach Wonder why I say that I'm so hood And it aint shit better than this leather and the wood Got my diamonds looking good and my hand on remote And
silence is my self defense And every time I've held a rose It seems I only felt the thorns And so it goes, and so it goes And so will you soon I suppose
And with my DJ Bilal my beat will be furnished You find with my rhyme your mind will be nourished With wisdom and knowledge, yeah, I went to college And
bell will go clang, Eye on the target and wham One shot, one gun shot, and bam Hey, Mister Arnstein, here I am! I'll march my band out, I will beat my drum, And
[Intro (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)] I don't know what life will be in H.I.P. H.O.P. Without the boy H.O.V. (I will be, I will be
Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high Though my eyes could
