Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag I may take a holiday in Spain Leave my wings behind me Flush my worries down the drain And fly away to somewhere new Take a holiday in Spain
Well I never been to Spain But I kinda like the music See the ladies are insane there And they sure know how to use it They don't abuse it Never gonna
If I could I'd put away my sorrow I wouldn't wait until tomorrow To let you know how I feel If I could I'd look you in the eyes And it wouldn't be a
Holy holy Jesus Everlasting peace Walked across the water Died at Calvary Oh lord how he died At Calvary Jesus up in Heaven Wanting only you Save me
I got a message tonight It was on my machine She said, I quote, 'Hope you're not asleep 'Cause I'm in my bed And the lights are dim And the air is hot
, yeah, yeah, yeah We'll sail the water of many colors Won't need no compass, love will guide our way Don't need nobody, long as we got each other No
, I sensed nervousness As soon as we rolled up, y'all niggas burn to thi Here we go Yo we send this bullet straight towards your brain We taking over like Moors in Spain
deep, down, and dirty Like Keyon, got his wig pushed back, Five-thirty Yo they gotta hit Placed on my head, what should the God do? Max out in Spain
cut Some people will sit down and some will choose to get up But whatever you choose, just keep your ear to the wax Because we got somethin' def that other
like a bulb in the socket In the club niggaz knock it wit' a dub in the pocket They walk in the store, I love when they cop it Make you other rappers
everyday I manifest and I generate And smoke cannabis And I penetrate and I innovate And I demonstrate from Los Angeles From Amsterdam to the Northern border Panama, Spain
chose the show to go open for EPMD and Gaume that's how it was suppose to go I didn't know that I was chosen never expected it but these people saw while the other
Good things come to those Who stays on they toes Don't you ever stop Always keep it hot Potnah this bubonic cuts, that other shit is high Fuck what you
Those other years, those dusty years When we drove the big hearse through I tried to forget the miles we rode and Spanish Johnny, you! He?d sit beside
their god and they done it in his name So he could take the blame if it's not all a game With bible in one hand and a sword in the other They came to
like Pavarotti Sing to me of Spain Take me to you operetta And make it rain Taxi, taxi give me a ride I'm gonna take you to the other side Taxi, taxi
heaven So why did it end? Do you remember Back in the fall Wed be together All day long Do you remember Us holding hands In each others eyes Wed stare
I was on a train Somewhere in Spain Sometime in the night I drew up my knees In second class And watched in the blue light Strangers beside me Strangers
