Lyrics:
(What happens to a shooting star?)
(What happens to a shooting star?)
(What happens to a shooting star?)
(What happens to a shooting star?)
(What
And Billy's daddy never favored him
He catered to the bigger guys
But later on in a bigger way
Billy overcame his size
The years flew by and Billy grew
{NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay.. this album has been funded
By the Blastmaster KRS-One Fund
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
You know what? We're gettin {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay,
a black king on a throne
Evil E...turn up the microphone
So I can ill and break on the rollin' tape
Another album to make? Great
Islam turn the bass
If my friends could see me now, driving round just like a film star,
In a chauffeur driven jam jar, they would laugh.
They would all be saying that
Oooooo oh yea
Hey
I've got so much to say
I know I've came so far
You understand my swag
Then you should look up in the stars,
The stars [x3]
[Kid
the sun went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burning slow on a summer night
She's city lights
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
than every (ooh) star above
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls I've
Oh
Oh
Just shoot for the stars if it feels right
And aim for my heart if you feel like it
Take me away and make it okay
I swear I'll behave
From the album best of donovan
An' my belly is craving, I got shakin' in my head
I feel like I'm dyin' an' I wish I were dead
If I lived till
now I just can't go on.G7 F see D7 C7Standing close by my side is our own little pride, he misses your lullaby tune,see E7 F see G7 CAnd his big dark
and a 100 gallon keg of beer and
Haggard dropped by and brought Willie with him
And they started takin' requests
Well don't get me wrong boys this is
My favorite 2Pac album is
The Don Killuminati it
Was recorded after he was shot and spent
Time in prison it was like a doctor
Told him he was going
Hey, Em, it's Paul
Uh, I was listening to the album
Good fucking luck, you're on your own
Guess who's back, back again?
Shady's back, tell
festival
Not so very long ago
And the album, though well-intentioned
Not to everybody’s taste
Produced by the son of rockstar
Disappears without a trace
inna car
Gun warfare, see di chief of staff here, 3-star
Badder than dem by far, badder than dem by near
Inna peace, inna war
Walk-by, drive-by inna
on the side.
Shall I hold you close?
Or Shall I let you go by?
Tell me.
Tell me.
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
Can you feel
'em, yahm
Tell the world this is what I call living as I ride through the stars
And I'm blinded by the lights
And we're on the quest
We're running
Hop on the bike and I skirt off
Chautauqua vibes that zen art
Boo by my side with the big heart
She loves me for my drip art
Clear blue skies we go hard
Lose track of where you are, all dolled up as a star?
You make me laugh
Money? fame? success?
Suck me
Destroy
Even when you talk big, you do it
by big and brawny half-backs
And marshals find out rustlers by their horses' tracks
But who's gonna get us to the moon and back?
(He'll be
when the big one drops
Am I in sync?
Immortality is what I'm buying
But I'd rather be immortal by not dying
Laboratory rats made Roger a fink
album drop I can chat don't flop di more we stock di money we got
Dung yard dem call mi di top a di top PG crown mi di king a di crop
VMA's Ashanti a go
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