Lyrics:
pull this ghetto out
I'm comin' straight from the cave who let him out
Crazy nigga thought he was gone, but he ain't gone
Even King Kong took his
to the nightmares of the sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land
My life a motherfuckin' movie
Yeah, you right I do give a fuck
(JR, you trippin')
Yeah, my life a movie, my life a movie
Deep in this
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
Revive Us Again
2022 Lyrics by David Adesokan/Wellspring Worship Music (BMI)
2022 Music/Arrangement by David Adesokan/Wellspring Worship Music (BMI)
of the names and those
Only go so far 'til you bury them
So deep and down we go
Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace
I did it all so maybe I'd
the rain
Gimme a shellcracker on the line
Deep fried potatoes, and a homemade wine
And a woman to work it off later and cry my name
It don't take much,
she look like Sanaa Lathan
I don't get her what she want, and she turn into a cry baby
Bye baby, I be out of time, baby
If they catch us on a date,
They still get they fill
Fingers scrape the bottom
It don't matter how deep yo' soul is
They sho' is blinded by the light
It don't matter how deep yo'
O3 Music - Cry It Out
Song by O3 Music, Lyrics by O3 Music, Leif Prengel
We are staying angry
We don’t know the way
Noone would help us
To find
cry of a heart's despair and it thrilled you through and through
I guess I'll make it a spread misere said Dangerous Dan McGrew
The music almost died
you go
Now I heard a cryin' man,
Is half a man with no sense of pride
But if I have to cry to keep you,
I don't mind weepin' if it keeps you by my
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
There was one september day that papa worked too hard
First, he crucified every dandelion out in the yard
Then he screamed at baby twice for
Certified quality
A dat de gyal dem need and a cry for everyday without apology
Buck dem de right way, dat a my policy (ya man, right)
Sean de
I know what I'm made of
By what's inside of me
Maybe science, maybe giants
Maybe just a mystery
Maybe the mother of invention
Is really
out by the crowd
And you'll be layin' on the ground gettin' trampled by people dancing
'Til the club closes and clears out, and that's when they see
Don't you go.
Now I've heard a cryin' man
Is half a man with no sense of pride,
But if I have to cry to keep you,
I don't mind weepin' if it'll
to cry all night
Trying to make a song fit
When you know it never was right
I said, "Girl, get up and get out of this mess"
You're gonna be
take my chances every chance I get
I've crossed lines of words and wire
And both have cut me deep
I've been frozen out
And I've been on fire
tears
Even though so many cry over Yates
The music business treat me like I'm a flyover state
But I work this glow, merk this flow
Never been a day my
(Now back to the crib where we'll be coolin')
Coolin' with the posse, playin' it hard
Rollin' two deep as I drop the top
Beams from the sun light up
to the nightmares of the sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land
through music shit
It be some real thugs I grew up with
Phone calls from the feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they'd get home in a hurry, 'cause we
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