So give me something new Something to break through the normal The things I have to do to keeep myself from falling out of view So give me something new Something
So give me something new Something to break through the normal The things I have to do To keep myself from falling out of view So give me something new Something
my ox Rampage got the city locked And your function, to the flat bush junction Causin rambunction, watch me do you somethin Baby sham on some new shit New
S6, feels like a spaceship We gon drink for my homies cuz they ain?t here One more for my niggaz in the pen, yea I coulda been a ghost but I?m still here
1993 I am holding something precious It is mine, but not my own When I'm lonely I hold it gently And I know I'm not alone Ever changing, we are becoming Something
to rob one of my donkeys But I ain't wettin' that I don't wanna send nobody back, violently take a nap Promise you got something, Lord, that I honor
it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost) What did y'all discover? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost) It's a Superman
a silver lining in my own black little cloud maybe I was proud maybe you were proud the way we talked it out and walked away like ghosts in the day I have nothing new
chains It's so painful to feel with a brand new mind When something innocent inside has died And all that was cherished The things that matter most Are now withering ghosts
wall And the cop's on the beat I wrote this song for a man named Michael Stewart A young black man arrested while writing graffiti On a subway wall in New
to smother Off to reap the corn Leave where I was born I cut a stoat black thorn To banish ghosts and Goblins In a pair of brand new of brogues Rattled
So they built a big smoke stack They built a railroad track, they made the dirt roads black And they did it behind your back, and now you pay their tax Hoping something
name of Disco Dave Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave Disco Dave Disco Dave (E) Hello Brooklyn Hello Brooklyn New York, New
I'm rappin' to the beat And me, the groove and my friends Are gonna try to move your feet See I am Wonder Mike and I like to say hello To the black,
a new weapon from the Lunartics? We're being trapped in a black hole without a chance to flee We're being trapped in a black hole nobody hears our
: your Little cow and calf is gonna die V I was awake, dreaming Of new dystopias to run to and hide within And new faces to wear And new bodies to inhabit And new
real All for sale, new ghost town Time is something you can't steal Time is something you can't steal Time is something you can't steal This black