'bout it Then dress warm for the cemetery climate When I speak I need cemetery silence Terror see me, Gold Hummers, Lamborghini's Man who stole the
fortified gate And if you think ya rhymes are phat you better gain some weight Sleep in my wounds crawl through Attend to the hives the dragons shall
since I been born an' I?m a live long An' I?m a be gettin' it on till I?m gone Look at all the stages I been on, all the songs that I spit on I took
the richest man in the world Steal my gold, take my pearls I'm the richest man in the world All that I am, I lay down In a mess of confusion This simple song
spell. Now only he could influence the future. He heard the rattling of armor and realized they were coming for him. Soon the guards appeared and dragged
As I watch her from my window One day I will catch her eye She is calling from the deep Summoning my soul to endless sleep She is bound to drag me down Drag
looks better now Death or glory, just another story Death or glory, just another story From every dingy basement, on every dingy street Every dragging handclap over every dragging
that rabbit fur coat When my ma refused, the girl kicked dirt on her blouse Stay away from my mansion house My mother really suffered for that Spent her life in a gold
those decadent war swans, with faces half drawn, slinging blood soaked carols at the slave ship sun. huge gold ak-47! huge gold ak-47! c'mon, its
soft as morning dew?" Young Margaret locked her bower door But his men soon made the hinges spring And in there come Prince Heathen then And give to her a gay gold
have Crying . . . So the lady, she curled up her hand And swore upon the mold That he'd not have her maiden head For all of a pot of gold. But the
no more. You don't get no more. When your gold is gone You don't get no more no more. No more. When I stop singing it's the end of the song When
a song that's endless, passion brings the tempest I'll slay a thousand dragons to save my little princess A walking gift from God, you are my shining star The diamonds and gold
feet on the ground your head in the clouds And you're wondering if you're ever coming down In an instant the mysteries of life will unfold The myths and the dragons
you the songs you sing inside my head the red disguises secrets lies and the blue belongs to you alone the gold is time wasted in lines of indecision dragging
for the rest of his life Play shields and wooden swords Slaying dragons as a knight of Arthur's Court Trained to kill, to sing a song Youthful hope to
I dream of dusty roads Paved with gold that lead me in your eyes The marmaladed paintings Sing a song that not the crows will try The Piano screams a
warm; Don't worry, I'll be beside you should you call, Just go to sleep now, close your eyes. Dragons in the sky, Flying with their golden treasure,