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Words by Christopher Cross and John Bettis
Music by Christopher Cross and Michael Omartian
We all know how the story begins
How we fall so easily
Christopher Cross Songs/Moonblind Music
Words and music by Christopher Cross and Rob Meurer
It's a calm wind blowing on my skin
And I've been dreaming again
Now that we're all here

Leftfielder, living in a suitcase 
Comfortable shoes, photo album and toothpaste 
Road atlas, learning my way around 
Kissing the pavement, lucky
Words and music by Christopher Cross and Rob Meurer
The clock is screaming and it's time to go
The day is waiting and you're moving slow
I am the spiritual kind
I keep a cross in my pocket for some peace of mind
I hold onto it when I need a little faith
When I'm lost, I find I'm
Houses of the holy
Was an album by led zeppelin
I bought it on eight track
Not on cd
Fades out in the middle
The way an eight track's s'posed
the most flyest and stylish rapture,
My signature next to Christopher Wallace, get it honest, 
My first album through to him, that was my biggest project,
Cross over the river the gold is waiting
And it's years since the colour I've seen
And it's no use just sitting and Lady Luck blaming
school house was full, and they would come.
And we bought up every album, every picture, every single;
Their autographs were the only things free.
to the grand old hymn "The Old Rugged Cross"
Chill bumps appear and I am frozen in the web they weave as they reveal their
Innermost selves with the outpouring
(Why do we have to cross over?)
(Why are niggas always crossing over, huh?)
(I mean, what's the matter?)
(They can accept our music as long
come we ain't gettin no higher?

I cross sands in distant lands, made plans with the sheiks
Why you beef with freaks as my album sales peak?  uhh
All I
gon tie in
In the bushes they lying, ain't lying that's my word
By the end of the month, they left with them birds
Zoned off that purp, I'm slurring
now we got mobile phones
Me and my homies used to battle at the park
We had to be back on our street by the time it got dark

We used to wear cross
Parody of Mama DOn't Get Dressed Up For Nothing by Brooks & Dunn (Kix Brooks/Don Cook/Ronnie Dunn, Sony/ATV Tunes L.L.C. dba Cross Keys
Black Tornado - Dan Bern from his album New American Language

I been speaking-
Later and later in the day-
Most days I don't talk
'til maybe 8
centuries we'll make crews sing 
No matter what record label we stay stable 
Pick up the album we're never on cable 
Crews cross over but not Main Source
care about how you feel, we want raps, nigga"

Grandma's passing
But I'm too busy tryna get this fuckin' album cracking to see her
So I apologize in
wit'cha album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Then no Saint days, nigga, then run the fuckin holidays

'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me 
It's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album amputated 
Scream the name out Killah
No sleeping til I cross the line, I'm running

Cause I gotta pack them shows
And Dre told me ain't no coming back from gold
So I gotta get my album
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
better watch your back!

Sadistically sparkin' the "Sife?"
Run up on your squadrin wit'a knife
And bring the lyrics sheet from a carcass album
like lightning, terrorists Islamic
A ghetto superhero, like Marvel Comics
Vertical limits, fresh notebooks I write anthems to crooks image