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Cry Cry Cry (Johnny Cash) · Cry Cry Cry (Cry Cry Cry) · Recital of the Script [DVD] (Marillion) · Post Script (Jason Gray) · Script of the Bridge: 25th Anniversary Edition (The Chameleons UK) · The Script (The Script) · Script of the Bridge (The Chameleons UK) · Music from the Unrealized Film Script, Dusk at Cubist Castle (The Olivia Tremor Control) · Script [Special Edition] (The Script) · Script for a Jester's Tear (Marillion) – and 90 other albums »


for my requiem
Returning of the miracles
It's my own requiem
Is the script already written
Jester's tears I cry
Yes, I cry

I went out of my mind
of the miracles
It's my own requiem
Is the script already written
Jester's tears I cry
Yes, I cry
I went out of my mind
In desert lands
Insanity's pawn
Out
laugh
The fear that’s inside the men of the oath
In the script of the book that he wrote

Ask them the questions
Tell them no lies
A cry for freedom
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
to the womb

day by day - from birth
Page by page - the script we enact
To an unsound story of conquest and glory
By a culture about to collapse
Blood flows
we need
Like Martha Stewart shams and sheets and sugar free powdered iced tea
Vanilla coke, lemon pepsi, Friends episodes on dvd

I went to see
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
[Swel Boogie + Q-Unique]
We are the world, you claiming territory
That's our land so fix it
I don't want to hear the bitching and ah..
	Damn holdin
that lie within
So this is where we begin
Self-esteem: something that's diminishing
Look upon the faces of the youth you'll see them withering
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
Seven years sure have flown by
I got no more tears and they are left to cry
When I did my sugar bad
I lost the best thing I ever had
And now I'm out
that lie within
So this is where we begin
Self-esteem: something that's diminishing
Look upon the faces of the youth you'll see them withering
child

	(Funky child) (Funky funky style)  (Scratched by Lord Jazz 6x)

[Doitall]
Well um, back up baby, here come the schooler
We're hit when we dry
the piece more than chicken packed grease
I'm nearly knocking boots, but if not I'll knock teeth
Wha'! Gaga, ooh cries the baby
Smacked on the ass now
lifes a b**** and I can't control her 
I wish I could and sometimes to cry on 
We need a shoulder 

The government stand us up 
To run us over
my daily issues 
Just being sober life's a bitch and I can't control her 
I wish I could and sometimes to cry on 
We need a shoulder
because that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica guy (*gunshots fired*)
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
All
home to the crib in the Chi and everytime I see your thighs I cry when i drive by,
Watch it you should bring a thrill, got tha fellas on some Johnny
Or stayin at relatives well get a place of our own
And even though the feelin was good
Don't get it twisted naw money we still in the hood
Now a years gone by
[Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Tightly knit, my script is legit
I'm force feedin competition, more rebel shit
Rhymes on a roll, cold yet bold
I did "Posse