Lyrics:
People round me
Got a strong feelin'
My habits ain't good
Guess I'm losin'
Some good ol' respect
In this neighbourhood
Give me a break
Stop
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
yesterday,
Down at Lincoln Junior High.
I remember what the kids used to say,
As we'd go strolling by.
[Chorus]
Time goes rolling by.
They say that
to the grave
some are just sick cause they want to' be saved
by the preacher man but
I'm ah reach you men open them up way back when
African we was still
Conversation, is going round
People talking 'bout the girls
Come to town
Lovely ladies (ladies)
Pretty asking me
No one knows her name
She's
Do you ever wonder if I''m dreaming of you
In the night at my window by the light of the moon?
If you ever wonder if if I''m dreaming of you
Well
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
heart I then will find
A way through all these damn street signs
But I'll be there, I'll wait by your side
Ooo by your side
[Chorus]
We spin, we
might end up together
Either way he's ever-changed by her
Sleepless nights never ending days
Wandering 'round in a help-less daze
Know where my
legit that's all I need
I'm free to rot my teeth with coca co I utilise
The phenylalanic flow to tap the toe and rock it
Live I survive by the means I
You're gonna prove by holding on
Anyone who believes
And he says He is, He promises
As truly as I live
We're gonna do greater things
Anyone who
Girl meets boy, boy meets girl
A new love born, together they're gonna change the world
Another two seats on the merry go round
Safe in the arms
Hopped on the scene like an obstacle
And I'm looking 'round the joint, yeah that [?]
Baby, how much are you move? Impossible
I'm like, damn
Probably need
Flying through the air
Side by side we dip bend and climb
Flying through the air so free
Feel them left behind below us
Flying through the air
SITTIN' IN THE JAIL HOUSE
(Music & Lyrics by Robert Ross)
Sittin' in the jail house
Hoping there'll be no break of day
Prison warden do I get
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
And if you fuck with it a hundred rounds follow
Yo ass, and then we match the gas, and laugh
How your body couldn't take the gun blast
I'm just
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I
ain't exactly my idea of a laugh
And when there's no fun no freedom no future
Is marching round in jackboots really going to suit you
Or going on your
them
Then round 'em up so we can maim them
Washed away by the darkest tide
Ethnic cleansing, it's genocide
No tyrant performs atrocities alone
Who are
Who's in the mix and who's not
You can tell by the way a fool talks and walks
Around the clock, it's never to late to clock
The longer you stay
a dent
Believe it or not its killing me
Lets get blinded by the lies
Kick one back and take it out
Hell bent whiskey suicide ohh yea!
Lets get blinded by
round until your reality proves you
What your will won't accept by choice
and healed the lame
As You spoke
People came
And as the crowds would gather 'round they called out
Holy One, are You the Holy One, who was sent by God to show
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